Discoland

(D-I-s-c-o-l-a-n-d, D-I-s-c-o-l-a-n-d, discoland)
Take me up up up on the way,
Were the music is my fantasy.
Take me up up up on the way,
My fantasy torn to realty.
Oh back to take my hand,
And lid me to the disco land,
So I can do all the things I been lonely to do.
Oh, let me a sing know.
Hey, ho, hehehehe.
Hey, ho, he, hohoho.

(D-I-s-c, D-I-s-c, D-I-s-c, o-l-a-n-d).

Guide me; lid me, just to take good care of me know.
The music is happy,
I wand to every on to be free and easy.
Back to take my hand,
And lid me to the disco land.
So I can do all the things I been lonely to do.
Hey, ho, hehehehe.
Hey, ho, he, hohoho.

(D-I-s-c-o-l-a-n-d).

When music is my fantasy oh,
Lid me to the disco land,
Guide me.
Hey, ho, hehehehe, hohoho.
(Discoland).

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