Disco

Die Toten Hosen

Heute ist der Eintritt frei
Drum lass uns tanzen gehen
Und zum VIP Bereich
Wo nur die Besten stehen
Wir lassen uns Stempel geben
Und durch Türen schieben
Während ich überlege
Wie ich mich gut bewege

In der Disco
Wo die Tänzer tanzen und die Steher stehen
In der Disco
Wo die Trinker trinken und die Spanner sich umsehen

Eintausend Frauen streifen mein Gesicht
Blickgespräche bei denen man alles verspricht
Und meine Augen schreien
Dass ich auch hier bin
Doch alle rauschen vorbei
Als ob hier Schienen sind

In der Disco
Man ist dauergeil und jeder schwitzt hier so
In der Disco
Und ständig rennen alle nur aufs Klo
Und ich
Warte auf dich
Wer du auch bist
Ich komme mit
Lass uns gehen

Und es gibt Flaschenwein
Und es gibt deutschen Sekt
Und eine Boxerei
Mit einem Fußballdepp
Auf dem Klo
Fragen alle nach Koks
Und ich kann es nicht fassen
Wie viele sich hier vögeln lassen

In der Disco
Mit einem Mal dreht sich alles im Kreis
In der Disco
Ich fange an zu kotzen und bin kreidebleich
In der Disco
Wir werden erst nach Hause gehen
Aus der Disco
Wenn früh am Morgen die Hähne krähen

Und ich
Warte auf dich
Wer du auch bist
Ich komme mit
Lass uns gehen


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    It is about a person, who visits the Disco, to find a person, he is waiting for a lifetime but does not know her. I love this song is so special, because it is a complete different genre!

    theReston March 10, 2009   Link

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