It's 8 o'clock and I'm feeling fine   I'm out on a date tonight   In a candle lit restaurant down by the riverside      Everything's going alright, I guess   She took down my number and home address   Everything was going perfectly until      It backfired at the disco   She slapped me at the disco   I did something I'll never forget      It was a chat-up line built not to impress   More a sleazy remark on her whorish dress   My wires crossed like they've never done before      Well, it's 3 o'clock and I'm feeling shite   I'm going home alone tonight   Everything was going perfectly until      It backfired at the disco   She slapped me at the disco   I did something I'll never forget      It backfired at the disco   We were dancing at the disco   I made a move when it was well out of context   1, 2, 3, 4      Well, it backfired at the disco   We were dancing at the disco   Yeah, it backfired at the disco   When you slapped me at the disco      Yeah, it backfired at the disco   We were dancing at the disco   Yeah, it backfired at the disco   When you slapped me at the disco