Greg MacPherson - Motel Hotel Lyrics
We walked out of the nightclub,two deer right on the streetI moved like the black man I’d seenon the big screenCollar stiff,I moved slow like the black manThrough the parkWe were strangers to the kidswho think they live in New YorkIn a downtown parkA danger to ourselvesstumbling around in the darkI’m in a college townPolyester brown‘Stone Killer’ wide tieIt’s all in the hips and the short strideBack at the terra cotta hotel motelA fistfight by the poolI’ve got my shirt off in the windowShe’s got hers off tooMy wife’s on the phone,I call her when the trouble breaksTelevision’s on,watching news about the murder rateLooking through the blinds at the teen-aged girls and wondering…Telling everybody I know thatI’m not coming homeI’m in a college townPolyester brown‘Stone Killer’ wide tieIt’s all in the hips and the short stride