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Call it art, call it cultTrudy was a friend of oldCall her eyes, such a fright,She's sailing on a wave of light, oh Trudy. She just called to tell me'We've got names on every door'She's in the self-destruct modeFor one big night to end it allOh Trudy, you're with the meanest boy in the hillsI know he's groovy, but he only loves you when he's on pillsAnd you can call it what you want to call it,but you know it's disco biscuit love.Trudy walks a different roadTruly she would try it allLeave your head in the cloakroomLeave your heart at the doorOh, TrudyYou touched the untouchableBecause this earth is no fun at allAnd now when Cindy plays at the discoI don't see you on the floorLetras de cancionesOh Trudy, you're with the meanest boy in the hillsI know he's groovy, but he only loves you when he's on pillsAnd it's that heart of yours, it's not your body that makes you illYou're so sick with his disco biscuit loveShe's falling from grace at the discoShe's out of her place at the discoSaw your face in the crowdI called out, but the beat's too loudI saw your face in the crowd, I know it's gonna be alrightOh Trudy, you're with the meanest boy in the hillsI know he's groovy, but he only loves you when he's on pillsAnd it's that heart of yours, it's not your body that makes you illYou're so sick with his disco biscuit loveNow she's falling asleep at the discoWho's falling asleep at the disco Now she's falling asleep at the discoWho's falling asleep? From Letras Mania