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Picture a hotel room |
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Clothes scattered across the floor |
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Covers pulled back from the pillow |
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A sign hung on the door |
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Two lovers locked up tight |
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Through the endless days and nights |
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Hiding something they can't show |
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Something no-one must know |
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Chorus |
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There's a room without a number |
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While the sign outside says there's |
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No vacancy as you take your key |
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They smile at you so understandingly |
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She cried out in the night |
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Woke the porter from his sleep |
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He grinned slyly to himself |
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As he went to fetch his keys |
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Look what love has brought them to |
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This terrible nightmare |
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His or hers he could not tell |
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As they were sleeping there |
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Chorus |
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And i wish he could be |
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The man he was before he was me |
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A girl arrived at first light |
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And enquired if they'd been seen |
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And why the numbers ran from twelve |
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Missing out thirteen |
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And they said oh my darling |
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Put it down to superstition |
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Try to avoid a scandal |
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And don't arouse suspicion |
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They re-arranged the furniture |
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They even papered over the door |
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There's a room without a number |
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While the sign outside says there's |
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No vacancy as you take your key |
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They smile just so so you know |
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Chorus |
