Tom Fletcher - Room On The Third Floor lyrics

Room on the third floor, not what we asked for I'm not tired enough to sleep One bed is broken, next room is smokin' Air conditioning's stuck on heat And outside it's raining, and the guest upstairs is complainin' 'Bout the room that's got their TV too loud 'Cause the times like these remind me That I've got to keep my feet on the ground Wake up early, 'round seven thirty House keepings knockin' on my door Do not disturb sign, the back of her mind I must have left it on the floor Yeah My eyes are hurting 'cause the cheap nylon curtains Let the sunlight creep in through from the clouds 'Cause it's times like these remind me That I've got to keep my feet on the ground Yeah Na na na Na na na Na na na Na na na Na na na Na na Oh Yeah I guess the times like these remind me I guess the times like these remind me I guess the times like these remind me That I've got to keep my feet on the ground Na na na Na na na Na na na No, no I guess the times like these remind me I guess the times like these remind me I guess the times like these remind me That I've got to keep my feet on the ground