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• Artiste: The Ian Fays
• Titre: Hotel
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I saw a hotel with your name on it, And I felt like burnin' it down So I lie straight in the grass, And dug my fingers into the ground And as I leave the movies, My hair is all I have To keep me from thinking How I miss you so bad I saw a drink that you used to drink, And I felt like poundin' it down So I could lay straight in my bed Like that time you drove me from town And your backwards hand was on your hip And my little heart was alive, not dead And when my chin was on your chest, Everything lost its sound inside And you'd say "It's time to go to sleep", And lock my arms so very tight La la la, la la la; That's all that I'm going to sing La la la, la la la; Your voice is fading La la la, la la la; [etc.]