Downtown's been caught by the hysteria 
People scream and shout 
generation's on the move 
When disco spreads like a bacteria 
These lonely days are right  [bad word] the passion of the groove 

The golden years 
The silver tears 
You wore a tie like Richard Gere 
I wanna get down 
You spin me around 
I stand on the borderline 

Crying at the discoteque 
Crying at the discoteque 

I saw you crying 
I saw you crying at the discoteque 
I saw you crying 
I saw you crying at the discoteque 

Tonight's the night at the danceteria 
The joining of the tribe 
The speakers blasting clear and loud 
The way you dance is our criteria 
The DJ takes you high 
Let tears of joy baptize the crowd 

The golden years 
The silver tears 
You wore a tie like Richard Gere 
I wanna get down 
You spin me around 
I stand on the borderline 

Crying at the discoteque 
Crying at the discoteque 

I saw you crying 
I saw you crying at the discoteque 
I saw you crying 
I saw you crying at the discoteque 

The passion of the groove 
Generation on the move 
Joining of the disco tribe 
Let the music take you high 

The golden years 
The silver tears 
You wore a tie like Richard Gere 
I wanna get down 
You spin me around 
I stand on the borderline 

Crying at the discoteque 
Crying at the discoteque 

I saw you crying 
I saw you crying at the discoteque 
I saw you crying 
I saw you crying at the discoteque