You tell me. Presenting Pat and Mick, of whom I have never heard, performing their apparent non-hit I Haven’t Stopped Dancing Yet. Note omnipresent ambiguous, yet powerful, sexuality, along with the presence of two Robert Palmer dancers, a great number of apparently gay boys with great asses and pleated pants, and perhaps the most heinous unironic mullet I’ve ever seen. As one of the commenters said, “Looks like an Afghan Hound trying to have sex with a Geography Teacher.”
The only real competition for this title that I can see is this classic. We are strong, dammit, and we have fabulous accessories!