Motel Blues

In this town television shuts off at two
 What can a lonely rock and roller do?
 Ah, the bed's so big
 And the sheets are clean
 And your girlfriend said
 You were 19
 And the styrofoam ice bucket
 Is full of ice
 Come up to my motel room
 Treat me nice
 I don't wanna make no late night New York calls
 I don't wanna stare at them 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
 I'll put it on my new LP
 Ah, come up to my motel room
 Sleep with me
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 Oh, there's a bible in the drawer
 Don't be afraid
 I'll put up a sign
 To warn the cleanup maid
 Yeah there's lots of soap
 And there's lots of towels
 Never mind them desk clerk scowls
 I'll buy you breakfast
 They'll think you're my wife
 Come up to my motel room
 Save my life
 Come up to my motel room
 Save my life