I just called the front desk to complain there’s no Gideon Bible in the drawer by the bed and I’m feeling kinda down, so down

The lady had an Indian accent

Said enjoy our complimentary continental breakfast before you leave town

I said, “Honey I need God in my heart

Honey, I’m falling apart”

She said, “I’m sorry, sir. Could you say that again?”

I said, “Honey I need God in my heart

Honey, I’m falling apart”

She said, “Well, thank you for staying at the Econo Lodge Motel in Itta Bena Mississippi. Come again.”

I just called the front desk to complain there’s no Gideon Bible in the drawer by the bed and I’m feeling kinda low, so low

There’s an '87 baby blue Chevy Citation

On fire just outside this filthy window

There’s a prostitute knocking at my door

Asking if I believe in love anymore

I said, “how much just to cuddle?”

She said “Man, that’s disgusting!”

The pillow too hard, the mattress too soft

I’ve developed an alarmingly tubercular cough

She said, “Thank you for staying at the Econo Lodge Motel in Itta Bena Mississippi. Tell your friends.”

I just called the front desk to complain there’s no Gideon Bible in the drawer by the bed and I’m feeling kinda strange

In the drawer, there’s a family of mice and a bottle of 20 mg barbiturates bearing my name

The curtain is torn, the air conditioner broke

And I’m fresh out of cigarettes, whiskey, and coke

She said, “I'm sorry, sir. I’m not a Christian”

I said “Yo, neither am I”

The faucet's got a leak, there's blood stains on the rug

What I really need now Is a reassuring hug

She said, “Thank you for staying at the Econo Lodge Motel in Itta Bena Mississippi. Please no crying.”

I said, “Honey I need God in my heart

Honey, I’m falling apart”

She said, “I’m sorry, sir. Could you say that again?”

I said, “Honey I need God in my heart

Honey, I’m falling apart”

She said, “Well, thank you for staying at the Econo Lodge Motel in Itta Bena Mississippi. Come again.”

I just called the front desk to complain there’s no Gideon Bible in the drawer by the bed and I think I finally broke

All the dreams that I dreamed when I knew how to dream have all turned into a terrible joke

She said her name was Dixie Patel

Her Uncle owned this motel

She’s originally from Mumbai

I said “Hi”

She said “Hi”

I said “Hi”

She told me in confidence she isn’t feeling well

Mississippi summers are their own kind of hell

I said, "Would you care to join me for a drink in room 202 in the Econo Lodge Motel in Itta Bina Mississippi?"

She said “ok”