Chelsea Hotel No. 2

I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel
 You were looking so brave and so sweet
 Giving me head on the unmade bed
 While the limousines wait in the street
 Well, those were the reasons, that was New York
 We were running for the money and the flesh
 That was called love for the workers in song
 Probably still is for those of them left
 Ah, but you got away, oh, didn't you baby
 You just turned your back on the crowd
 You got away, I never once heard you say
 I need you, I don't need you, I need you
 I don't need you and all of that jiving around
 I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel
 You were famous, your heart was a legend
 And you told me again that you preferred handsome men
 But for me you would make an exception
 And then clenching your fists for the ones like us
 Who are oppressed by the figures of beauty
 You fixed yourself, you said, "Well, never mind
 We are ugly but we have the music"
 Ah, but you got away, didn't you baby
 You just turned your back on the crowd
 You got away, I never once heard you say
 I need you, I don't need you, I need you
 I don't need you and all of that jivin' around
 Now, I don't mean to suggest that I loved you the best
 I can't keep track of each fallen robin
 But, I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel
 That's all, I don't think of you that often