Uh, this hotel room's gotta lotta stuff
Laundry bag and a shoe shine cloth
Thirty two hangers and a touch tone phone
With a light that comes on when I 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 the TV Guide
TV Guide, the TV Guide
Great God Almighty, it's the TV Guide
I gotta second story view from curb to curb
I gotta sign that reads "Do Not Disturb"
A monogrammed towel and a bucket of ice
A chest of drawers and a mirror that lies
Mirror that lies, a mirror that lies
That couldn't be me in the gorilla disguise
They got a room service menu for food and drink
A porcelain throne 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 ya feel alright
Ah feel alright, feel alright
Magic Fingers makes you feel alright
Ah, this ol' hotel's all right with me
They pay the postage if you lose the key
This hotel room's gotta lot of stuff
But I do believe I've had enough
Called my baby said don't you pout
I'm packin' my bags and I'm checkin' out
Just as soon as you hang up the telephone
Stick a candle in the window I'm comin' home
Comin' home, a comin' home
Stick a candle in the window I'm comin' home
Whoa, comin' home, comin' home
Stick a candle in the window I'm comin' home
Thank you, boys
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