(Sad disco)
(Sad disco)

Friday night and she's bored at home
Her friends are gone, there's no place to go
With ABBA on her cracked iPhone
It's her own sad disco

Boys don't call and the girls won't stay
And mom and dad are in Half Moon Bay
She finds herself in the house alone
It's her own sad disco

She got something deep down inside her
When she move, she walkin' on water
Takes your hand when you're bored and alone
It's your own sad disco

Sad disco
Sad disco
Takes your hand when you're bored and alone
It's your own sad disco

All grown up, twenty-one years old
Singing on her hairbrush microphone
Kinda looks like me with the lights down low
It's her own sad disco

She got her hair down
Body off the ground
Hands up in the air like she'll never put 'em down
She's got all night to dance around
And you know she's gonna let it out

She got something deep down inside her
When she move, she walkin' on water
Takes your hand when you're bored and alone
It's your own sad disco

Sad disco
Sad disco
Takes your hand when you're bored and alone
It's your own sad disco

Uh, uh
Uh, uh

She got something deep down inside her (she's gonna let it out)
When she move, she walkin' on water
Takes your hand when you're bored and alone
It's your own sad disco (she's gonna let it out)

Sad disco (she's gonna let it out)
Sad disco
Takes your hand when you're bored and alone
It's your own sad disco

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Writer(s): Gabe Simon, Maia