There's a place everyone of us can go to Maybe you have been there once or twice Where all your friends just look at you and whisper And they want to give you nothing but advice
When you walk in they all know what you're after And the higher that you get the more they'll see In a dark room filled with music, wine, and laughter Your eyes keep searching for her constantly
Is it that one in the corner with her eyes filled with tears Or is she the one who's having fun drinking too much beer Every night it's the same sad old procedure The doorman winks at you on your way out 'cause deep inside he knows just what you're after And he's got something you can't live without
There's nothing new that can be said about dirt And there's nothing left inside your heart but the same old hurt Of an old love's fancy life that left you stranded in a dream Ain't you glad you're a high fashion queen Ain't you glad you're a high fashion queen
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