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Hotel
Woke up in a hotel
It was a Sunday afternoon
Can't remember what I did last night or things I said to you
Mirror broke when I hit it with a blade, I was doin' what I shouldn't do
Put it back in a picture frame, and I put it back as good as new
From the first time that I called your number
You always leave me hangin' on the line
But you're never gonna get your place, girl
Make sure you go back in time
Called you from a payphone, I found your number on the wall
Heard the voice of another man in the backround of the call
I could hear the sound of static and I knew you were on the line
Operator said you've finished the call, you gotta put in another dime
From the first time that I called your number
You always leave me hangin' on the line
But you're never gonna get your place, girl
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Would you rather go back in time?
Woke up in a hotel, it was a Sunday afternoon
Can't remember what I did last night or the things I said to you
Put it all in a black suitcase, and I leave it lyin' by the door
Fix me up with a golden knob so I never get a feel no more
From the first time that I called your number
You always leave me hangin' on the line
But you're never gonna get your place, girl
Would you rather go back in time?
From the first time that I called your number
You always leave me hangin' on the line
But you're never gonna get your place, girl
Would you rather go back in time?
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