Tonight he had on bell-bottoms pants.
And he was going to be the king of dance.
The hot babes better watch out when he hit the dance floor.
He would dance so long and fast until they couldn't take it no more.
John Travolta, eat your heart out.
Because this cool cat knows what being the king of dance is all about.
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...As long as the hems of his bell bottoms don't trip him up, causing a nasty fall, and the cool cat becomes the comical cat! : -)