Lyrics

I HATE THIS HOTEL
©2004 Carey Moore


They're friendly at the front desk.
And ask about my day.
The guy at valet parking
Always knows my name.
I've never seen room service deliver food so fast.
Or slept in a bed that was better for my back.


I HATE THIS HOTEL.
I HATE THIS HOTEL.
I don't want to feel good and comfortable
When I'm not where I should be.
I doesn't feel right lying down each night.
Without you beside me.
You're the only one I want treating me this well.
I HATE THIS HOTEL.


You ought to see the pool here.
It's big as our back yard.
There's a million elevators.
And a revolving, rooftop bar.
Got a view of downtown Denver and the mountains from my room.
But I'm always looking to the east, trying to see you.


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Maybe it's my wakeup call.
That my life's all turned around.
Though this is the lap of luxury.
It's not the lap where I like to lay my head down.


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