Watching Debbie Harry sing the song in the music video is an incomparable experience to merely listening to it. She exudes amazing sexiness. Despite the fact that, at the age of approximately 35 she’s past her youthful prime, her mouth is slightly crooked, her teeth off-white (perhaps from smoking too many joints), her face slightly too angular. Ah, but her blonde hair is absolute perfection! And I also am strangely attracted to her ditzy drugged-out look.
I also liked the very brief introduction to the song showing a lot of stuff which no longer exists in Manhattan: the Twin Towers, a Zum Zum (whatever happened to Zum Zum?), an Arthur Treacher’s (I haven’t seen an Arthur Treacher’s in a really long time), and finally the entrance to Studio 54. There’s still a building on 54th St with the same logo, but it’s not the same Studio 54.