I went down to Paradise Garage And took my place in line The cashier said: Are you alright? I said: I'm feelin' fine I'm a stranger to Nirvana I don't box outside my weight But when I stepped out of the taxi I did not anticipate this feelin' (Oh excuse me, sir, oh, no, no, after you) Baby's got a dream and she can boogie Daddy's got a groove that's coming clean Jemie's got a vision of a permanent position Me, I'm oiling up my dance machine And it goes like this And it goes like this Well, I'm from Plainsbro, New Jersery And I didn't bring a date I guess I wasn't really sure If you'd be boogeyin' this late I can't think were I put my wallet Naive suburban fool You wouldn't think that I'd spent hours outside French polishing my cool And feelin' so strange (I said after you I'm a gentleman Well, by implication) Baby's got a dream and she can boogie Daddy's got a groove that's comin' clean Jemie's got a vision of a permanent position Me, I'm oiling up my dance maching And it goes like this And it goes like this And it goes like this And it goes like this And it goes like this Gotta boogie Baby's got a dream and she can boogie Daddy's got a groove that's comin' clean Jemie's got a vision, of a permanent position Me, I'm oiling up my dance machine And it goes like this And it goes like this And it goes like this Well, I really only stepped inside to vary my routine You see, I read about this discotheque In New York Magazine (Hey Baby What's your sign? And haven't we met before?) I really must suggest That we've achieved a rare rapport Hit the ceiling (Where are you? Come on Come on You're usually so punctual) Gotta boogie (Uh, no, I had a little trouble at the door, But, anyway twenty bucks took care of it Do you come here a lot?) Gotta boogie