I can see my old hotel Down amongst the smells I'm up above that ancient city river It's filtered by my lousy liver It's filtered by my wilted lily liver I can see my old hotel It ain't even a hotel 5am there came some sleet or hail It was signal taps on the brave window Solemn taps on the wavy window I can see my old hotel
Hear those old touristy bells Soon I'll be down the hill shopping Giddy like a tipsy Mary Poppins Giddy like a tipsy Mary Poppins I can see my old hotel It ain't even a hotel I'm scheduled to ride the rails If I wished to stay on this tower Things would derange given just another hour