For a second ill be the fashion police
And I'm just looking at your garms you been on too many catalog sprees
With your granny fied curtain designs
Your hurting my eyes
You really should revise your dress sense before you walk on by
I'm kinda mixed up in this disco inferno
Baggy jeans and a tight top
Lemonade and pernod
I'm sticking out like a sore thumb but I ain't concerned though
No
Uh oh
Oh oh oh
Boogie
Fling on an a d I d a s hoodie and just boogie woogie with me
Oh
Or you can just
Put on your dancing shoes and get loose
Can you get loose can you
So I was up in this trendy bar mingling
My keys around my neck were jingling
And you was looking at me like it was my bling
You was staring at me like to say I was ginger
I was dishing out out the same dirty looks trust me your the minger
Who's she
Who's that
Who's her
The bouncer was approaching me cause I was dressed really inappropriately
No hood
No hats
No this
No that
Let's roll uh ol' uh ol'
Out
Right everybody
If you've got someone who can't dress properly
Yeah you need to direct them this way
Why not just cut up all your old clothes
And make a quilt so I can wrap myself up when I'm feeling cold
Why not dash your ugly boots on the fire and burn them down to charcoal
If your not feeling the way that your bedrin is dressing don't be stressing
Send them in my direction please
Black shoes
White socks
No oh
Polka dots
No oh
Flowery frocks
No oh
Just boogie woogie with me