I dance at discos
I dance with creeps
Creeps aren’t all macho
Creeps are discreet
Dancing at venues
Where the stars are all creeps
Creeps aren’t all psycho
Like me
We feel better when we
Make up
It’s our make up
Put on your make up
Is it your make up
We like to dance
Were all the people are creeps
Creeps are indispensable
Creeps are discreet
Moving in and out
Of all these places
Gives me the creeps
Creeps aren’t all psycho
Like me
We feel better when we
Make up
It’s our make up
Put on your make up
Is it our make up make up
I wear the costumes
Fit for a creep
Clothes aren’t the fashion
Fashion is the creep
Enjoyment in the night clubs
Enjoyment on the streets
Enjoying psycho – masochism
Creeps feel better when they make up…
In and out of discos
In and out of creeps
In and out of discos
I’m on my feet
In and out of discos
I’m on my feet
In and out of discos
I’m in the heat
Discos
Make up