Lyrics:
At the Hotel Yorba
I'll be glad to see you later
All they got inside is vacancy
I've been thinking
Of a little place down by the lake
They got a dirty
on the button and you can hear her sing
Now you can't catch me
No, baby, you can't catch me
Cause if you get too close
You know I'm gone like a cool
make me come back to this
World again
Now, I feel as if I'm floating away
I can't feel all the pressure, and I like it this way
But my body's
and it won't be long,
And all them fine chicks will be gone,
Cause I'm leaving, leaving here,
Yeah two by two, yeah four by four,
Oh yeah, I
At the Hotel Yorba
I'll be glad to see you later
All they got inside is vacancy
I've been thinking
Of a little place down by the lake
They got a dirty
preparation
A splendid time is guaranteed for all
And tonight Mr. Kite is topping the bill
"Go down early"
"Three, four"
"One, two, three, four
standin' side by side
(Oooo rev it up now)
Yeah, my fuel injected Stingray and a four-thirteen
(Oooo rev it up now)
Revvin' up our engines and it
1 2 1 2 3 4
Yeah
I was working part time in a five-and-dime
My boss was Mr. McGee
He told me several times that he didn't like my kind
'Cause I was
red, white and blue
That lipstick, tank top, daisy dukes
She had my head spinning faster than them four bald eagle tires
I was all caught up in that
(One, two, three, four)
There's still a cigarette machine by the shuffleboard
A coin drop jukebox full of songs you don't hear much anymore
)
(Nineteen eighty-four)
And so I face the wall
Turn my back against it all
How I wish I'd been unborn
Wish I was unliving here
Sexcrime (sexcrime)
And I be lovin' all the ladies that got dick on they mind
From the windy city down to the dirty south
Like Luda you know I beat that shit by the (word
And not burn a hole in the dining room table
Now let me think; I guess that's all
Nothing else for me to say
And so I'll close, but by the way
didn't want to stay out all night long
Well, I ain't the kind to let a buddy drink alone
But I can't turn it off once I turn it on
There's no stoppin'
I can see by your eyes you must be lying
When you think I don't have a clue
Baby you're crazy
If you think that you can fool me
Because I've seen
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I'm a man of means by no means, king of the road
Third boxcar, midnight train, destination Bangor, Maine
Old
Four in the morning
Crapped out, yawning
Longing my life away
I'll never worry
Why should I?
It's all gonna fade
Now I sit by my window and I
I'm like eight foot four, blond hair to the floor
You shorties never thought I dreamed about rapping hardcore
No I ain't got a gun
No I never
Lost in the mountains
Far from the crowds
We would wander together
Walking for miles
With night still before us
And day passing by
I always
flash
I give a little muscle and I spend a little cash
But all I get is bitter and a nasty little rash
And by the time I'm sober I've forgotten what
Frontenac Chateau baby
I'll cross the frontier at ten
Got a whip in my hand baby
And a girl or a husky at leather's end
It's all right (repeat four more
I can talk about awards
Fuck the fantasies, yo I got all four
And 2001'll be mine, by law
Why name the Greatest Of All Times?
Because for fifteen
'll call
Lucky I'm sane after all I've been through
(Everybody say, "I'm cool," "He's cool")
I can't complain but sometimes I still do
Life's been good
I'll meet you in the morning by the bright riverside
When all sorrow has drifted away
I'll be standin' at the portals when the gates open wide
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