Lookin' for the good life 
 dressed to kill 
 She don't have to worry 'cause 
 there's always someone else who will 
 Loose and loaded every night 
 Dancin' underneath the flashin' light 
 sayin, "Look at me, baby, look at me. 
 I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful, I'm somebody." 
 Just slip into the arms of the disco strangler 
 
 He's been around here all along, baby, 
 Been waiting for his time to come. 
 You lookin' for attention, darlin' 
 He will surely give you some 
 
 He's the crimson in your face du jour, 
 the fiddler in your darkest night. 
 He's the melody without a cure and 
 Rome is burning, but that's all right. 
 Just slip into the arms of the disco strangler 
 Just slip into the arms of the disco strangler
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