For a second I'll be the fashion police And I'm just looking at your garms You been on too many catalogue sprees With your grannyfied curtain designs You're 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) (Chorus (repeat 2x)) Fling on an Adidas hoodie and just boogie woogie with me Oooh... 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 the same dirty looks Trust me you're the minger Errrr, who's she, who's that, who's her?? The bouncer was approaching me 'Cos I was dressed really inappropriately No hood, no hats, no this, no that Let's roll, uh 'oll 'oll 'oll...(out!) (Chorus (2x)) 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 then dump charcoal If you're not feeling the way that your bredgin is dressin' Don't be stressin', send them in my direction please Black shoes, white socks, no uh oh Polka dots, no uh oh Flowery frocks, no uh oh Just boogie woogie with me!!! (Chorus repeat until end)