Automatic, automatic You're automatic And your heart's like an engine I die with every beat You're automatic And your voice is electric Why do I still
the hotel room tonight Make some noise Meet me at the hotel room Meet me at the hotel room Meet me at the hotel room Meet me at the hotel room Forget
Loose Lucy is my delight She comes running and we ball all night Round and round and round and round Don't take much to get me on the ground She's my
A pistol shot at five o'clock The bells of heaven ring Tell me what you done it for No I won't tell you a thing Yesterday I begged you Before I hit the
in the road alone Standing watching the fires burn The northern sky it stinks with greed You could smell it for miles around The good ole boys in the Greystone Hotel
As I was walking round Grosvenor Square Not a chill to the winter but a nip to the air From the other direction she was calling my eye It could be an
Went to see the captain, strangest I could find Laid my proposition down, laid it on the line I won't slave for beggar's pay, likewise gold and jewels
Blue light rain Whoa, unbroken chain Looking for familiar faces In an empty window pane Listening for the secret Searching for the sound But I could
My baby, gives me The finance blues Tax me to the limit Of my revenues Here she comes finger-poppin' Clickety-click She says, furs or diamonds You take
The neon sign flashes, Leaves its mark against the wall The TV is silent And will stay that way until dawn The sheets are so cold, The telephone is dumb
Let's go I am not your Senorita I am not from your tribe In the garden, in the garden I did no crime I am not your Senorita I am not from your tribe
corridor I thought I heard them say "Welcome to the Hotel California Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place) Such a lovely face Plenty of room at the Hotel
Now, don't just walk away Pretending every thing's okay And you don't care about me And I know it's just no use When all your lies become your truths
One more time I was born in this hotel Washing dishes in the sink Magazines and free soda Trying hard not to think Lay it on to the dawn Everything
the bells Down at the white hotel Ringing all the bells Down at the white hotel Tonight Tonight Ringing all the bells Down at the white hotel Ringing
On a dark desert highway cool wind in my hair Warm smell of colitas rising up through the air Up ahead in the distance I saw a shimmering light My head
Quartos de Hotel (Humberto Gessinger) to num lugar comun onde qualquer um se esconde pra fazer a frase feita e sentir os efeitos colaterais to em lugar
Well, since my baby left me Well, I found a new place to dwell Well, it's down at the end of Lonely Street At Heartbreak Hotel Well, I'll be I'll be
