Most all of my life I've been pretty clean But my best friend's wife was the best girl I've ever seen It was like she stepped straight out of the silver screen And hit me right between the eyes I guess I'm more appealing than I thought I was 'Cause the next thing I knew, her smile was flashing applause And I was contemplating breaking that big law Was that really such a surprise? Society keeps saying, "Whoa! Hold it down!" Billboards are telling me, "Shop it around!" My life before her was some kind of hell Till those nights at the Last Chance Motel The juggernaut rolled on and pretty soon We were doing truck-stops in that old rundown room And it looked like nothing could burst the balloon And we got careless and discovered Society keeps saying, "Whoa! Hold it down!" Billboards are telling me I gotta shop it around My life before her was some kind of hell Till those nights at the Last Chance Motel Society keeps saying, "Whoa! Hold it down!" Billboards are scrreaming, "Shop it around!" My life before her was some kind of hell Till those nights at the Last Chance Motel Got myself beaten up and ostracised Punishment for running wild, and all those lies She got a bullet between those big blue eyes I left my heart at the Last Chance Motel

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Tonight we sleep on silken sheets We drink fine wine and eat rare meats On Carousel and gambling stake Our fortunes speed, and dissipate It's candlelight and chandelier It's silver plate and crystal clear The server maid and server man The nights we stay at Hotel Grand The nights we stay at Hotel Grand Tonight we dine at Hotel Ritz A golden dish with every wish It's mirrored walls, and velvet drapes Dry champagne, and bursting grapes Dover sole, and Oeufs Mornay Profiteroles and Peach Flambe The waiters dance on fingertips Oh, the nights we dine at Hotel Ritz The nights we dine at Hotel Ritz One more toast to greet the morn' The wine and dine have danced till dawn Where's my Continental Bride? We'll Continental slip and slide Early morning pinch and bite These French girls always like to fight It's serenade and Sarabande The nights we stay at Hotel Grand Les nuits qu'on passe à l'Hotel Grande