"Gay Bar" lyrics

If you told me that we'd died
And gone to the gay bar
I woulda said "that seems right"
Cause I knew you'd had a few
When I got into the car
I was clutching the upholstery tight

Saint Peter clad in leather
She was looking quite salacious
But the fire never met her eyes
And the cowboys dipped in glitter
Brought us into their good graces
You were sorry that you're not their type
You were sorry that you're not their

Oo-oo-oo
Ah-Ah-Ah

The swaying of your braids
Gave impression of a halo
But saying so would make me trite
Well I think I coulda stayed
For forever in the disco
Dancing by the fractured light
You were lovely by the fractured

Oo-oo-oo
Ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-oo

Baby isn't this the afterlife?
Singing karaoke in a dive