Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sitting in My Hotel, artist - The Kinks. Date of issue: 07.12.2008
Song language: English
Sitting in My Hotel |
| If my friends could see me now, driving round just like a film star |
| In a chauffeur driven jam jar, they would laugh |
| They would all be saying that it’s not really me |
| They would all be asking who I’m trying to be |
| If my friends could see me now |
| Looking out my hotel window |
| Dressed in satin strides and two-tone daisy roots |
| If my friends could see me now I know they would smile |
| Sitting in my hotel, hiding from the dramas of this great big world |
| Seven stories high, looking at the world go by-y |
| Sitting in my hotel room, thinking about the countryside and sunny days in June |
| Trying to hide the gloom, sitting in my hotel room |
| If my friends could see me now, dressing up in my bow-tie |
| Prancing round the room like some outrageous poove |
| They would tell me that I’m just being used |
| They would ask me what I’m trying to prove |
| They would see me in my hotel |
| Watching late shows till the morning |
| Writing songs for old time vaudeville revues |
| All my friends would ask me what it’s all leading to |
| Sitting in my hotel, looking through the window at the people in the street |
| Seven stories high looking at the world go by |
| Sitting in my hotel, looking at the world outside |
| If my friends could see me now they would try to understand me |
| They would ask me what on earth I’m trying to prove |
| All my friends would ask me what it’s all leading to |