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.