| I was standin' at a big hotel
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| Wishin' everybody well
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| But if anybody paid me, any mind it was hard to tell
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| A big policeman on his beat
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| Pulled his pistol and he pointed at me
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| Lookin' down the barrel I could see the gates of hell
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| Standin' at a big hotel
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| So I went walkin' down the avenue
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| Lookin' for someone who looked like you
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| But I never saw a face that seemed to ring a bell
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| I stopped beside the five and dime
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| Just window shoppin' and wastin' time
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| When along came a gal who sold me all she had to sell
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| She left me standin' at a big hotel
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| I lost my mind in the wilds of Hollywood
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| And I did some time in the shadows where I stood
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| I let the cards fall where they fell
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| And then I found myself standin' at a big hotel
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| A blind lady with a old tin cup
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| Had her pencils all sharpened up
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| She was standin' in the door just to see what she could sell
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| But nobody bought a thing all night
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| They just thought she was a pitiful sight
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| Now the Lord helps the gal who helps herself
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| Standin' at a big hotel
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| Oh, but I know what you’re thinkin' today
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| I can feel it though I’m miles away
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| Everybody knows I love my southern belle
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| But from the east to the wild, wild west
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| They say a bird in the hand is best
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| Here I am with a bird dog and a bottle of muscatel
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| Standin' at a big hotel
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| I lost my mind in the wilds of Hollywood
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| And then I did some time in the shadows where I stood
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| I let the cards fall where they fell
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| And then I found myself standin' at a big hotel
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| Yeah, I found myself standin' at a big hotel |