Danceteria

(Danceteria) Higher than high (Danceteria) Higher than high (Danceteria) Higher than high (Danceteria) Higher than high You were standing by the bar as if you didn't have a care Covered in confetti and glitter in your hair You looked up at the stage, John Sex was singing there Guitar shaped like a star, hairspray in his hair A quiff that reached the sky, we were there just as high Suckle played the sounds and we danced and we kissed And we danced on the roof and the summer night blazing The Empire State melting and the stars were amazing Higher than higher than higher than high Higher than you and higher than I Up on the roof, we were kissing the sky At Danceteria, me, you, and I I wanna be near you forever Danceteria forever We're up in the stars and we're flying tonight Danceteria till the daylight We're taking a moment in Congo Bill's You've got the shakes and I need to chill Mixing with stars and those living on fame All of them fabulous, all with a name Jennifer had told me that Andy is waiting Come with me now and you'll be on TV Saw myself up on a video screen Or somebody who looked just like me Higher than higher than higher than high Higher than you and higher than I Up on the roof, we were kissing the sky At Danceteria, me, you, and I I wanna be near you forever Danceteria forever We're up in the stars and we're flying tonight Danceteria till the daylight Madonna was singing to a boombox beat My head had gone numb, but I was moving my feet In the video lounge, all colors were flashing And the beat was loud and wild was the fashion The DJs mixed and the dancers were shaking Drunken Latin salsa, the whole floor was quaking I said to Anita, "Play me what I want to hear" She said, "Dear, I'm not a DJ, I'm an atmosphere engineer" Higher than higher than higher than high Higher than you and higher than I Up on the roof, we were kissing the sky At Danceteria, me, you, and I I wanna be near you forever Danceteria forever We're up in the stars and we're flying tonight Danceteria till the daylight Performers performed and bodies were buried Non-stop cabaret and no one was caring They invited the street life and sex workers working Gibson parades, red light lovers jerking Adult movie icons working hard for the money No one took offense and found hella funny There's a cabaret happening, and I didn't have plans But Karen Finley turned up with her candied yams New York New York New York New York Danceteria Danceteria (Boy, I really like sort of, let's say) Danceteria (Transvestites, singers, playing accordion) Danceteria (And things like that, that they're homely, that they're reachable for every boy, that makes everybody feel right)