Wilco - Hot Rod Hotel Lyrics
I'm A Porter And A Night Clerk At The Old Hot Rod HotelI Clean And Scrub The Lobby Down And Thirty-one Rooms As WellI Wax And Shine Their Boots And ShoesI Brush Down Their Crinkly ClothesAnd I Meet The Buses And Trains And I Show You To Your DoorBell-bottom Pants Brought Two Boys In At Six-fourteen Last NightTwo Girls Checked In At Ten-oh-two And I Flipped On The LightThe Lamrod's Wife Looks In Their Doors And Finds One Terrible SightThose Boys And Girls Got Bawled Up In Their Doors And Rooms That NightA Bloody Flood Could Never Mess These Rooms Up Any WorseIt Looked Like Moe Had Used This Room To Grease And Breed A HorseOld Gum And Hairs And Sticky Rags, Old Bottles On The FloorsGobs Of Spit And Condom Rubbers On The Windows, Walls, And DoorsThe Lammy Tried To Make Me Clean Out That Crappy MessOr Else He'd Fire Me Off My Job And Let Me Starve To DeathI Laid Aside My Polish Rag And I Downed My Dusting PanAnd I've Not Seen The Old Hot Rod Nor That Old Town Since Then
