Thursday, April 22, 2010

Hotel song



I am, for once, too tired to say anything other than the fact that I love Regina's voice and that I get pictures in my head of black dresses, yellow light, pictures on walls and staircases when I listen to this.

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come in
come in
come into my world
I've got to show, show, show you
come into my bed
I've got to know, know, know you
I have dreams of orca wales and owls
but I wake up and I fear
you will never be my
you will never be my fool
will never be my fool

floaters in my eyes
wake up in a hotel room
cigarettes and lies
I am a child, it's too soon
I have dreams of orca wales and owls
but I wake up and I fear
you will never be my
you will never be my fool
will never be my fool

a little bag of cocaine
a little bag of cocaine
so who's the girl wearing my dress?
I figured out her number
inside a paper napkin
but I don't know her adress

I wait downstairs
the porter smiles to me
a smile I've bought
with a couple of gold coins
a sign that I've been caught
I have dreams of orca wales and owls
but I wake up and I fear
you will never be my
you will never be my dear
will never be my dear, dear friend

a little bag of cocaine
a little bag of cocaine
so who's the girl wearing my dress?
I figured out her number
inside a paper napkin
but I don't know her adress

come into my world
I've got to show, show, show you
come into my bed
I've got to know, know, know you
I have dreams of orca wales and owls
but I wake up and I fear
you will never be my
you will never be my dear
will never be my dear, dear friend

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