Holiday Inn Blues

(альбом: Velvet Gloves And Spit - 1968)

Half a day from nowhere,
Hurrying to get there
Ninety miles an hour
In two Plymouth wagons
The Avis lady gave us a smile

Tom's getting uptight
Max'll will make it all right
Ken's asleep in back
Artie's reading a map
That's taking us where we're heading to
We should be there soon

There's a sign up ahead
Wash my face and get fed
And that voice in my head
Keeps saying I'm lonely
But I'm only paying my dues
Holiday Inn Blues

Had a reservation, best accommodations
We get the word, they never heard
We were coming by at all
See what they can do for me,
Only got one room free
Little bit confined,
but if you guys don't mind
We'll put you up in our bridal suite
The view can't be beat

And a fine view they got
Of a new parking lot
And I can't repeat what's in my mind
As I lay back resigned
And I kick off my shoes
Holiday Inn Blues

Time to put a show on
Getting time to go on
People call for more,
We do two encores
Take our bows and we're feeling fine
We got to unwind

Want some coffee, but then
This town closes at ten
Looks like I'm gonna spend
One more night by the light
Of the late show
And Charlie Chans's crew
Holiday Inn Blues

Holiday Inn Blues
I feel so down
Holiday Inn Blues
What am I gonna do?