Hotel Chelsea Nights

How long's it gonna be, babe Before I get over you, doll You're tearin' the stuff right out of me kid What with you living right up the hall And I'm tired of living in this hotel TV and dirty magazines And I'm tired of livin' on 23rd Street Strung out like some Christmas lights Out there in the Chelsea night Maybe you just didn't read me right The lights went out and you just sitting on the stair I played your song but I couldn't get the melody right Why don't you just shoot up like a ball of rubber bands And I'm tired of living in this hotel Fire and ashes blowin' cross the sheets And I'm tired of livin' on 23rd Street Strung out like some Christmas lights Out there in the Chelsea night I fell like getting rid of all my things Maybe just disappear into the fall The traffic roars and my stomach screams Sittin' here watchin' roaches climb the wall And I'm tired of living here in this hotel Following a rainbow into town And I'm just trying to get a little sleep Strung out like some Christmas lights Out there in the Chelsea night