MOTEL BLUES Lyrics

In this town, television shuts off at two What can a lonely rock 'n' roller do Bed so big, the sheets are clean You're girlfriend said you were nineteen The styrofoam ice bucket's full of ice Come up to my motel room and treat me nice I don't wanna make no late night New York calls I don't wanna stare at those ugly grass mat walls Chronologically, I know you're young But, when you kissed me in the club, you bit my tongue I'll write a song for you and put it on my next LP Come up to my motel room and sleep with me There's a bible in the drawer, don't be afraid I'll put up a sign to warn the cleanup maid There's lots of soap and lots of towels Never mind those desk clerk scowls I'll buy you breakfast, they'll think you're my wife Come up to my motel room and save my life