The miles roll by and your back is wet
And the shadows grow so long
It seems a million miles
And a long long while
Since you turned that motor on
The three-piece suit
On the back seat rack
Gettin' shiny from bein' used
Maybe tonight at the motor hotel
There'll be a stewardess and a glass of booze
A lady who don't sing the blues
Your eyeballs twitch and your back is stiff
And your leg is in the land of dreams
The order book has an empty look
You feel a little worn around the seams
The padded dashboard radio
Crackles the nowhere news
Maybe tonight at the motor hotel
There'll be a stewardess and a glass of booze
A lady who don't sing the blues
Everbody has ambition
Everybody has a deram
But everybody don't get to be kings and queens
That seems to be the way it seems
You get a sample case
And an order book
And a smile for when you feel abused
Maybe tonight at the motor hotel
There'll be a stewardess and a glass of booze
A lady who don't sing the blues
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