Lyrics

This hotel room’s got a lot of stuff
A laundry bag and a shoe shine cloth
Thirty two hangers and a touchtone phone
With a light that comes on when I’m ain’t home
I ain’t home, I ain’t home
You better leave a message cause I ain’t home

They got an air conditioner for when I’m hot
A radiator for when I’m not
Two big chairs sittin’ side by side
With a Holy bible and a TV guide
TV guide, TV guide
Great God almighty it’s the TV guide

I got a second story view from curb to curb
I got a sign that reads “Do not disturb”
A monogram towel and a bucket of ice
A chest of drawers and a mirror that lies
Mirror that lies, mirror that lies
That couldn’t be me in that gorilla disguise

They got a room service menu for food and drinks
A porcelain thrown and an aluminum sink
Two big pillows to rest my head
A magic fingers and a king size bed
Put in a quarter, turn out the light
Magic fingers makes you feel alright
Feel alright, feel alright
Magic fingers makes you feel alright

Oh this ol’ hotel’s alright with me
They pay the postage if you lose the key
This hotel has got a lot of stuff
But I do believe I have had enough
Call my baby said, don’t you pout
I’m packin’ my bags and I’m checking out
Just as soon as you hang up the telephone
Stick a candle in the window I’m comin’ home
Comin’ home, comin home
Stick a candle in the window, I’m comin’ home