With his pointed buckled shoes
And black leather trousers
Daddy would be spinning records

For several hours
My daddy was a star
The funky man on the block

Black eighties disco
Was played around the clock


Daddy loved music
Daddy loved beer
Daddy was simple

His life was crystal clear
Cos daddy loved music
Cos daddy loved beer

Cos daddy was simple
His life was crystal clear


Daddy was a DJ
My daddy was a DJ


Daddy's beats always mixed
His needle never jumped
His homemade speakers

Made the bassline thump
With his shiny wet-look
And his technics turntables

My daddy was on fire so much
He rocked the neighbours cradle
Daddy loved dancing

Daddy loved beer
Daddy was simple
His life was crystal clear

Cos daddy loved dancing
Cos daddy loved beer
Cos daddy was simple

His life was crystal clear
His life was crystal clear


Daddy was a DJ
My daddy was a DJ