ADAMS, RYAN - Hotel Chelsea Nights

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    RYAN ADAMS LYRICS
    
    "Hotel Chelsea Nights"
    How long's it gonna be, babe 
    Before I get over you, doll 
    You're tearin' the stuff right out of me kid 
    What with you living right up the hall 
    
    And I'm tired of living in this hotel 
    TV and dirty magazines 
    And I'm tired of livin' on 23rd Street 
    Strung out like some Christmas lights 
    Out there in the Chelsea night 
    
    Maybe you just didn't read me right 
    The lights went out and you just sitting on the stair 
    I played your song but I couldn't get the melody right 
    Why don't you just shoot up like a ball of rubber bands 
    
    And I'm tired of living in this hotel 
    Fire and ashes blowin' cross the sheets 
    And I'm tired of livin' on 23rd Street 
    Strung out like some Christmas lights 
    Out there in the Chelsea night 
    
    I fell like getting rid of all my things 
    Maybe just disappear into the fall 
    The traffic roars and my stomach screams 
    Sittin' here watchin' roaches climb the wall 
    
    And I'm tired of living here in this hotel 
    Following a rainbow into town 
    And I'm just trying to get a little sleep 
    Strung out like some Christmas lights 
    Out there in the Chelsea night

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