At the cockroach motel
where the rodents aren't for sale
in room four someone's screaming
my TV don't come in well!
As bedposts smash the wall
someone's contracting gonorrhea
and brings home to the house to the lovely spouse
who says
I love and it's good to see ya
They cannot be sanctified
Happy true love, half an hour devour
30 minutes sweet for a lifetime sour
Happy true love, half an hour, it's now her
picking up the dirt that don't wash off in the shower
They always get you when you're sleeping
They'll get you when they sleep
They'll forget you when they're sleeping
Downstairs in the lounge, there ain't no one around
through tidal waves of wiskey
you can hear the ice cubes sound
The bartender smiles, though he'll do just what it takes
while a blond smokes down her cigarette
to the lipstick mark she makes
They cannot be sanctified
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