Big Hotel Lyrics
Oh,hoo
Way down the lonely end of this old street
This building will go down in history
Well, It's seven stories high above the ground
And it won't be long till it comes a tumblin' down
I use to have my name up on the door
And there must've been so many people here before
In this big hotel
There's a singer who never stops singing
And a telephone never stops ringing
There's a dreamer who never stops dreaming
And a baby who never stops screaming
Got a story to tell, wo hoo, got a story to tell
And we do it pretty well, pretty well, pretty well
And were madder that hell
In this big hotel
There's a saxaphone screaming and wailing
And a dancer who swooning and swaying
And the devil is taking me under
And the drummer is beating a thunder
Got a story to tell, wo hoo, got a story to tell
And we do it pretty well
And were madder that hell
In this big hotel