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How long's it gonna be, babe
Before I get over you, doll
I bet it's gona be a while now, kid
What with you living right up the hall

In fact I'm tired of living in this hotel
With the snow and the rain falling through the sheets
And I'm tired of 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 didn't understand
I played your song but I got the melody all wrong
Wound this shit up like some rubberbands

And I'm tired of living in this hotel
Fire n' rain blowin' through the sheets
In fact I'm tired of 23rd Street
Strung out like some Christmas lights
Out there in the Chelsea nights
Strung out like some Christmas lights
Out there in the Chelsea nights

(Guitar Solo)

I fell like getting rid of all my things
Maybe just disappear into the fall
The traffic roars and my stomach screams
Like a gang of angry dogs

And I'm tired of living here in this hotel
TV and dirty magazines
And I'm just trying to get a little sleep
Strung out like some Christmas lights
Out there in the Chelsea nights
Strung out like some Christmas lights
Out there in the Chelsea nights
Strung out like some Christmas lights
Out there in the Chelsea nights
Strung out like some Christmas lights
Out there in the Chelsea nights.