Hotel Water

Damn this hotel water for what its worth

I ain't going to that funeral today

I had enough of that broke ass father of mine

He ain't did nothin for me anyway

 

Well this water's getting cold and I'm getting hot

For a brunette and a shade of gray

Oh that lace and that blouse took the cash out the house

It's a small price to pay

 

I need to blow off steam

I need to live in a dream

Oh forget where I'm at

Take the money and call a cab

I'm done with you, you're done with me

 

I ain't too proud to say I'm a lousy lay

I don't care too much for you

Nor every girl in that line on Louisiana time

'Tween and Beaumont and Baton Rouge

 

I can't say I feel bad for the worse off

I heard you're in heap of hell fire

Oh I smile through the smoke emitting from the blaze

And gaze at the embers

 

I need to blow off steam

I need to live a dream

Oh Forget where I'm at

Take the money and call a cab

I'm done with you, you're done with me

 

I think I resent him for the likes of me

Apple's pretty close to the tree

If I'm half the man I try to be there's another side of me

That's want's that other man dead

 

I need to blow off steam

I need to live a dream

Forget where I'm at

Take the money and call a cab

I'm done with you, you're done with me

I'm done with you, you're done with me

I'm done with you, you're done with me