The Sargent major, he went AWOL , He was nowhere to be found. Thou he smoked his shrouds and got size 12 boots And weighs three hundred pounds.
The tropes in the barracks said He can’t be with that bird. There ain’t no chance that he’s had a dance But that’s not what I heard.
Oh the WO’s gone all Disco, they found him on Saturday night. Do a rock-n-roll, when they were playing sole, Twisting In the Discos light. Do no hokey-pokey from side to side, And times they even saw him doing belay glide, Oh the WO gone on disco that’s where he was on Saturday night.
That night they call the fuzz. Cause they thought there was a fight But they’ve got it all wrong It was a song he was singing through the night.
The MPs came around And they bust down the door. But the WO did a quick go-go And get those red caps on the floor.
Oh the WO’s gone all Disco, they found him on Saturday night. We wonder where he has been. The girls went mad, Cause there was a brand new fad, he did something they never seen. Took his date out on a rhino on a moonlight ride, Don’t look lady cause your daughter inside, Oh the WO gone on disco that’s where he was on Saturday night.
Oh the WO gone on disco that’s where he was on Saturday night. Oh the WO gone on disco that’s where he was on Saturday night.