Prima facie: a happy disco song about 60s nostalgia.
The raw facts: a sick, filth-ridden sexual anthem about someone losing his virginity to a hooker.
Oh, what a night, late December back in '63
What a very special time for me
As I remember what a night!
Oh what a night,
You know I didn't even know her name
But I was never gonna be the same
What a lady, what a night!
Oh, I got a funny feeling when she walked in the room
And I, as I recall it ended much too soon
I felt a rush like a rolling bolt of thunder
Spinning my head around and taking my body under
I feel dirty even reading those words. Ban this filth.