Oooh, how do you like your song?
Oooh, how do you like your song?
Now if you want to know, how I really spiel
Get the Firefox rollin'
My old brain a trollin'
Sammy, you know this song is no big deal
Couple cheesy verses
A melody I steal

More, more, more?
Now do you like it? Now do you like it?
Score? Score? Score?
Now would you spike it? Now would you spike it?
Gore! Gore! Gore!
How would you strike it? How would you strike it?

Oooh, how does it strike you now?
Oooh, now will you have a cow?
I'd sure like to know how you really feel
Not just a string of numbers
Just get the comments rollin'
Maybe you know, my urge to write is real
So tell me what you want to
My skin's too thick to peel

Bore, bore, bore
Why am I writing? Why am I writing?
Chore, chore, chore
How do you like it? How do you like it?
Snore, snore, snore
Now do you like it, where would you like your song?

(Lengthy disco break, unfortunately they didn't break this record, because I'm going to add another verse)

If you want to know, just how I really feel
Get the party rollin'
Get the booze a flowing
Pour, pour, pour
How do I take it, how do I fake it?
More more more!
How do you like it? Do you Third Reich it?
Spore, spore, spore
Where would you like it, where would you like it?
Door, door door!

(Fade away, like the late, unlamented disco fad itself)