Theres 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 youre after
And the higher that you get the more theyll 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 whos having fun drinking too much beer
Every night its the same sad old procedure
The doorman winks at you on your way out
cause deep inside he knows just what youre after
And hes got something you cant live without
Theres nothing new that can be said about dirt
And theres nothing left inside your heart but the same old hurt
Of an old loves fancy life that left you stranded in a dream
Aint you glad youre a high fashion queen
Aint you glad youre a high fashion queen
