Crossroad Motel

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Verse

The ceiling light is buzzing low
The ceiling light is buzzing low
And I can't let my worries go

Verse

A fifty dollar bill is gone
A fifty dollar bill is gone
The night watchman has walked on

Chorus

Headlights wash the paper walls
Blue and white and cold
Two roads cross in these halls
And I am getting old

Verse

The coffee cup is stained with rust
The coffee cup is stained with rust
I am drinking what I must

Chorus

Headlights wash the paper walls
Blue and white and cold
Two roads cross in these halls
And I am getting old

Bridge

The carpet smells of wet dog fur
The static hums inside the wire
I paid cash for this bitter cure
To keep the ghosts from getting near

Chorus

Headlights wash the paper walls
Blue and white and cold
Two roads cross in these halls
And I am getting old