Somebody told me: «You’ll go out of your mind
In the heart, in the hit of a disco-night
You will be deaf before your eyes go blind
In the beat, in the heat of a disco-night»
But now I’m dancing whether wrong or right
In the heat, in the heat of a disco-night
I think I like it baby, hold me tight
In the heat, in the heat of a disco-night
Of a disco-night
Disco-fever, disco-fever, disco-fever
Disco-fever, disco-fever, disco-fever
And still my temp’rature will ri-i-i-i-ise
I like this feeling Mister Fahrenheit
In the heat, in the heat of a disco-night
I’ll hit the calling on a beam of light
In the heat, in the heat of a disco-night
Of a disco-night
Disco-fever, disco-fever, disco-fever
Disco-fever, disco-fever, disco-fever
And still my temp’rature will ri-i-i-i-ise
Disco-fever, disco-fever
Disco-fever, disco-fever
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