Get off the train, four, five, six Walk to the club, don't wait for shit Meet this boy named Martin Burgoyne He's my best friend, he's my boytoy We see the line, it's way too long Cut to the front, there's Haoui Montaug Waves us in, no Entiendes I'm not sure you understand this Face to face, bodies all around Temperature is rising and the sweat's dripping down Everybody's watching now, oh, yeah I don't care Get on the elevator I ran into Debi Mazar Take us to the third floor Walk us to the dance floor Then I see Mark Kamins is the DJ He's the DJ, hide the cocaine He played my tape, Everybody (everybody) This is how we start the party It's not what I say, it's not what I do It's how my body language talks to you I just want to lose myself in the groove Get over here Everyone here is a work of art Everybody get up and dance (ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah) (Everybody, move your body) Everyone here is a work of art Everybody get up and dance Doo, doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo Doo, doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo Doo, doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo Let's have some fun, let's have another one One