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There's a few too many years on this hotel |
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She used to be a beauty you can tell |
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The lights down in the lobby they don't shine |
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They just flicker while the elevator winds |
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And the couple in the corner of the bar |
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Have traveled light and clearly traveled far |
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She's got nothing left to learn about his heart |
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They're sitting there a thousand miles apart |
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Baby let's not ever get that way |
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I'll say whatever words I need to say |
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I'll throw rocks at your window from the street |
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And we'll call ourselves the flagship of the fleet |
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There's a lady shining shoes up by the door |
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and cowboy boots for seven dollars more |
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And I remember how you loved to see them shine |
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So I run upstairs and get a pair of mine |
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And there's a painting on the wall beside the bed |
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The watercolor sky at Hilton Head |
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Then I see you in that summer when we met |
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And that boy you left in tears in his Corvette |
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Baby let's not ever get that way |
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I'll drive you to the ocean every day |
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We'll stay up in the presidential suite |
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And call ourselves the flagship of the fleet |
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You gotta try and keep yourself naive |
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In spite of all the evidence believed |
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And volunteer to lose touch with the world |
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And focus on one solitary girl |
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Baby let's not live to see it fade |
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I'll cancel all the plans I've ever made |
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I'll drive and you can ride in the back seat |
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And we'll call ourselves the flagship of the fleet |
