Being up to date, it makes your day
Try to look like girls in the fashion magazines
But your efforts are spare
Cos your origin lies bare
Keep confident, you lead the gang,
Little girls with broken hearts wanna be like you
Do they glace up to you?
Your reputation might help them, too

A perfect mechanism bears the needs
Certain styles demanding certain deeds

(Chorus):
Disco Queen, oh Disco Queen
The glamour-sham as your enemy
Disco Queen, oh Disco Queen,
Your fancy feels like a victory
But I expect you to fall down
When you reach the ground, no one's ears will hear you moan

Enter the club, time to show up
Those horny guys cannot resist your tempting looks
Take one of them home
To build your wretched self-confidence up
Your dance is work, it serves a purpose
Draw the attention of those remaining guys
Who are bargain-sale, too
And they're keen on fucking you

He spends a drink on you, maybe two or three
Untill you dance in front of him on your knees

(Chorus):
Disco Queen, etc...
...when you reach the ground, no one's ears will hear you moan
Disco Queen, etc...
...when you reach the ground, maybe I'm gonna take you home