I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel, You were talking so brave and so sweet, Give me head on the unmade bed, While the limousines wait in the street, Those were the reasons and that was New York, We were running for the money and the flash And that was called love for the workers in song Probably still is for those of them left Ah but you got away, didn’t you babe, 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 You told me again you preferred handsome men But for me you would make an exception And clenching your fist for the once 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”
And then you got away, didn’t you babe… 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 don’t mean to suggest that I loved you the best, I can’t keep track of each fallen robin I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel, That’s all, I don’t even think of you that oftenTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
