Letra de Teens of the 70s

Teens of the 70's: dream on, dream on
I keep dancing-to the song that your b**** threw away
I keep dancing-to the discothèque of your day
See me (dancing) now
Why do you play blues no one wants to listen to?
Why do you buy shoes that you never gonna use?
46 year's old-trying to sound like Billy Joel-how do we all get so old?
Put your kid in a magazine-high on your memazine
Show it to your friends and then stick it (up your a**)
Feelings, Steven: looks are for believing. Look its all over your face...
I keep dancing, dancing, dancing to the discothèque of their day
See me (dancing) now