Ron Pope - Hotel room

^CBeautiful hot^Fel room Cold part of the coun^Ctry In the warmer ^Gmonths ^CComplicated wom^Fan her needs were all too ^Csimple Couldn't give her what she ^Gwants

But in the w^Amarm glow of a street^C lamp I was wa^Ftching as she s^Clept Am c I brought a bottle of champagne And she laid n^Amaked as the last time that we ^Gmet

She said, ^Ctell me if you mi^Fssed me Spare me all your ^Cstories We do not have much ^Gtime ^CFrom somewhere in the ^Fdistance Another place is ^Ccalling me Soon I'll say ^Ggoodbye

But in the w^Amarm glow of a street^C lamp I was wa^Ftching as she s^Clept I brought a ^Ambottle of champ^Cagne And she laid n^Amaked as the last time that we ^Gmet And with her ^Amlips upon my ^Cfingers And then my ^Fhands dug in her ^Cwaist We a^Amwake to find that a^Cll we ever n^Feeded was a thing we pushed ^Gaside

^CSing for me I ^Fpromise I'll tell you t^Chat your pretty I'll tell you t^Ghat your mine ^CYour head upon my ^Fshoulder My fingers in your ^Chair Tomorrow on my ^Gmind

But in the w^Amarm glow of a street^C lamp I was wa^Ftching as she s^Clept I brought a ^Ambottle of champ^Cagne And she laid n^Amaked as the last time that we ^Gmet And with her ^Amlips upon my ^Cfingers And then my ^Fhands dug in her ^Cwaist We a^Amwake to find that a^Cll we ever n^Feeded was a thing we pushed ^Gaside

^CBeautiful hot^Fel room Cold part of the coun^Ctry In the warmer ^Gmonths