Dan Bern Chelsea Hotel lyrics

I still smell tobacco on my fingers

My breath reeks of pot and wine and sex

My eyes open up like they haven’t in years

So I won’t miss whatever happens next

You call me a thief

All right, I'm a thief

Grab a summons

Come and ring my bell

I’ll be making love with my baby

In the Chelsea Hotel

I told you to meet me at eight o’clock

I said I’ll be drinking at the bar

I drove between Newark and Laguardia

Trying to return a rented car

We keep missing connections today

But tomorrow would be just as well

I gotta go make love with my baby

In the Chelsea Hotel

I’ve been walking all around your neighborhood

My former love

You seem as far away and as sad to me

As those rain clouds above

I hope you’re happy and whatever you're doing

I hope you're doing well

And please don’t try to contact me

At the Chelsea Hotel

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I was starting to think

The world was going to end when the calendar turns

But now you’re here

I see the future, baby

And they can let the calendar burn

New love is beautiful

But new love is sad

New love brings back all the old loves

That you’ve ever had

I put out a casting call

And you cast a spell

And we’re practicing for the millennium

Making love at the Chelsea Hotel

So who knows what tomorrow brings

But I know where I’ll be waking up

Let’s just listen to our breath tonight

And the breeze through the window that you opened up

Can you feel our hearts beating

Which one's yours

Which one's mine

Y' can't tell

Just another day of making love

At the Chelsea Hotel

Spent all day making love

At the Chelsea Hotel