Whiskeyclone, Hotel City 1997 Lyrics - Beck



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I was born in this hotel
Washing' dishes in the sink
Magazines and free soda
Trying hard not to think

Lay it on till the dawn
Everything we done is wrong
I'll be lonesome when I'm gone
Lay it on till the dawn

She can talk to squirrels...oh, ho yeah
Coming' back from the convalescent home
...Oh...
Staring' at sports cars ... crying'

Rattlesnake on the ceiling'
Drug powder on my sleeve
I will live here forever
With the ocean and the bees

Lay it on till the dawn
Everything we done is wrong
I'll be lonesome when I'm gone
Lay it on till the dawn






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