Jeff And Maya Bohnhoff - Hotel Dealer Floor lyrics

Down a dark hotel hallway Cooled breeze in my hair Warm smell of espresso Rising up through the air Up ahead in the distance I saw a shimmering light My purse grew heavy and my will grew dim I had to shop there tonight There she stood at the table I heard a cloister bell And I was thinking to myself Could be Blake 7 or space opera hell Then she held up a Bat'leth From a Star Trek display There were voices from the booth next door I thought I heard them say "Welcome to the hotel dealer floor" "Such a lovely place, buy a warrior's mace" "There's plenty of stuff on the hotel dealer floor" "Any fannish gear, you can buy it here...." Her mind is Bradbury twisted She's one of Mercedes' friends She's got a lot of pretty pretty goths She calls fen How they filk in the ballroom All night bardic sets Some lines they remember Some lines they forget I saw a gold shirted captain At the end of the line He said "We haven't had that Star Trek here since 1969" And still those Cds are playing from far away Stop you dead in the middle of the aisle Just to hear them say "Welcome to the hotel dealer floor" "Such a lovely place to buy a latex face" They're givin' it up on the hotel dealer floor" I let down my guard, brought my credit card. Magic cards on the table Laid out to entice She said "Old tapes of the Prisoner here, can be had for a price". And in the con ops chamber they gather for their feast Cold nachos and a keg of beer Old Dr Who repeats Last thing I remember, I was running for the door Had to get my credit balance back To the place it was before "Relax" said the gopher But I was not deceived Bring your checkbook to the dealer floor And it can never leave....