| I was cruisin' in the night streets
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| I was looking for my hotel
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| I was lost in some strange city
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| And I couldn’t find my hotel room
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| I was desperate in the midnight hour
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| I needed sleep, a sink and shower
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| But when one room’s like the next
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| It’s hard to tell
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| At last I picked a spot
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| Where I thought that I had been before
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| With the elevator broken
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| I dragged myself up fourteen floors
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| And at the top of this old building
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| I knew no numbers but I knew a feeling
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| And my key slid effortlessly
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| Into the door
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| When I crossed into that space
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| I was met with a familiar smell
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| But it was wrong and out of place
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| There was a woman in my hotel room
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| She said, «you might have known me all my life
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| But who was I before tonight?
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| Kiss me now, I promise I won’t tell»
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| Love, it will haunt you
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| Whether or not you want it to
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| But for me, my only company
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| Are these ghosts that barely come to me
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| Only when I look for something else |