Vacancy

Mrs. Smith and Mr. Jones have come to pass the night
 They pulled off of the highway when they saw my light
 It's a vacancy I offer them, what they offer me
 Is fullness for a lifetime that's bare as can be
 There's a vacancy, won't you come to me
 And fill my empty spaces
 I'm a motel man in a promised land
 That's filled with empty faces
 So won't you bring your sorrows bring your dreams,
 It's a place for you to be
 There's no more tomorrow or that's how it seems
 Won't you come to me? I've got a vacancy
 Another name, another key, another pass to glory
 Another night, another sight, another bedtime story
 Another stage, another chance, for gentleness or violence
 Another birth, another dance, another death in silence
 There's a vacancy, won't you come to me
 And fill my empty spaces
 I'm a motel man in a promised land
 That's filled with empty faces
 So won't you bring your sorrows bring your dreams,
 It's a place for you to be
 There's no more tomorrow or that's how it seems
 Won't you come to me? I've got a vacancy
 Mr. John is coming on with his liason
 Mr. Soft is comin' off and soon he'll be gone
 Mrs. Hart has come apart now that she's alone
 Mr. Jive has come alive but nobody's home
 Mornings come checkout time, with my pail and broom
 I find what they've left behind in every tell-tale room
 The sheets show their struggles, the glasses their fears
 The ashtrays the hours passed, the towels their tears
 There's a vacancy, won't you come to me
 And fill my empty spaces
 I'm a motel man in a promised land
 That's filled with empty faces
 So won't you bring your sorrows bring your dreams,
 It's a place for you to be
 There's no more tomorrow or that's how it seems
 Won't you come to me? I've got a vacancy