Maybe somones gonna save me



My heart is made of gravy



And the laps I swim from lunatics dont count



Open up your stocking



Pull out all the things you never wanted



til room service calls



Room service calls







Open up your hands and let me see the things you keep in there



I want to split up fifty-fifty



Thats the way we do it in this rogues town



Ive got all the glory in the world



And I hope it doesnt floor you before you go



Room service calls



In the random falls -- go!







Whenever (x6) eve eve ever I feel fine



Im gonna walk away



From all this, all that.



The groovy groovy kitty and little little pity



With your slipshed (? ) watch in back



And skinny skinny people dont like that



When you call on them



Spell me.







Spritzer on ice in new york city



Isnt it a pity?



You never had anything to mix with that



Listen to the tender behind the open chest in the hall



Room service calls



Im blue n green, green and blue-oooo







Whenever (x4) ne ne ne ne never ho



I feel fi-i-ine, Ill walk the plank for you



Ill walk the plank



I wore your ? plank? for you in the d-d-d-d-dark



Of the captain (seder row? )



Jacob, jacob javitz, Id like to thank you for everything



Primarily your glass house







Im workin the ballin stores n



Im cashmir wrap sellin



Come along lads, join hands, 1. 2. 3. go! (guess, levis, guess, levis)



Whaaaahahaahahooohoaoohoo



The story it goes and a



Distorted ghost



Distorted ghost