Disco Death Slut

She wants to, move like a madman
She wants to, shake her stuff
She wants you, to look at her
She just can’t, get enough
She wants your, soul

She’s a disco death slut
She’s a disco death slut

She wants to, put her ass on you
She does not know your name
She wants to, bite your dick off
She wants to, eat your brain
She wants your, soul

She’s a disco death slut
She’s a disco death slut

She is the life of the party
She wants to, sniff all the drugs
So what’s your, favorite kind girl?
And she said all the above
She wants your, soul

She’s a disco death slut
She’s a disco death slut