The Rose Hotel

He was walkin' through the alley way Where the drifters sleep and the wild dogs play The moon was black, the sky was grey He thought he was alone She was waiting at the rose hotel Across the street from the wishing well Turned the latch and broke a nail Checked her mobile phone Chorus Sometimes you run, sometimes you stall Sometimes you don't get up at all Sometimes you run, sometimes you fall He bought a ticket on the uptown tram Got off at 8th and Birmingham Wondered if she gave a damn about him anymore She hadn't seen him in a year or so Why he called she did not know She had the oldies on the radio and someone at the door Chorus He threw a nickle in the wishin' well Crossed the street to The Rose Hotel Got no answer when he rang the bell So he gave a little shout Tiny watchman with a baseball bat A cheap cigar and a persian cat Told him it was too bad that she had just checked out Chorus