I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel
You were looking so brave and so sweet
Giving me head on the unmade bed
While the limousines wait in the street
Well, those were the reasons, that was New York
We were running for the money and the flesh
That was called love for the workers in song
Probably still is for those of them left
Ah, but you got away, oh, didn't you baby
You just turned your back on the crowd
You got away, I never once heard you say
I need you, I don't need you, I need you
I don't need you and all of that jiving around
I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel
You were famous, your heart was a legend
And you told me again that you preferred handsome men
But for me you would make an exception
And then clenching your fists for the ones like us
Who are oppressed by the figures of beauty
You fixed yourself, you said, "Well, never mind
We are ugly but we have the music"
Ah, but you got away, didn't you baby
You just turned your back on the crowd
You got away, I never once heard you say
I need you, I don't need you, I need you
I don't need you and all of that jivin' around
Now, I don't mean to suggest that I loved you the best
I can't keep track of each fallen robin
But, I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel
That's all, I don't think of you that often