Half a day from nowhere, hurryin’ to get there.
Ninety miles an hour in two Plymouth wagons.
The Avis lady, gave us a smile.
Tom is gettin’ up tight, Max ‘ll make it all right.
Ken’s asleep in back, Artie’s readin’ a map
That’s takin’ us where we’re headin’ to.
We should be there soon. There’s that sign up ahead:
Wash my face and get fed. And that voice in my head
Keeps on sayin’ I’m lonely but I’m only payin’ my dues.
Holiday Inn Blues.
Had a reservation, best accommodation.
We get the word, they never heard
We were comin’ by at all. See what they can do for me
Only got one room free. Little bit confined,
But if you guys don’t mind, we’ll put you up
In our bridal suite. The view can’t be beat.
And a fine view they’ve got of a new parking lot.
And I can’t repeat what’s in my mind
As I lay back resigned and I kick off my shoes.
Holiday Inn Blues.
Times to put a show on. Gettin’ time to go on.
People call me for more, we do two encores,
Take our bows and we’re feelin’ fine. We got to unwind
Want some coffee, but then, this town closes at ten.
Looks like I’m gonna spend one more night
By the light of the late show and Charlie Chan’s crew.
Holiday Inn Blues. Holiday Inn Blues.
