Oh good heavens, baby where's my medicine?
I must have left it outside with my etiquette
The undertaker's rule of thumb
It's hard to talk with a novocain tongue

This room smells like hotel illness
The scars I hide are now your business
I can't seem to make hair nor hide of this
No baby love is not a punishment.

Hypnotize by your rotten behavior
This week's fashion is last year's flavor
I got a head full of sermons and a mouth full of spiders
The politics of the world's greatest liar

So tell me baby is it true all those things that they say about you...



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"Hotel Illness" as written by Rich S./robinson Robinson

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    General Comment:This is the song for waking up the next morning in a hangover of regret. Knowing you gave yourself to someone who will only use and hurt you, but you couldn't resist.
    remedy74on July 31, 2007   Link

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