I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel You were talking so brave and so smooth Giving me head on the unmade bed While the limousine waits in the street And those were the reasons and that was New York We were running for the money and the flesh That was called love for the workers in song But it still is for those of us left Ah, but you got away, didn't you, babe? You just turned your back on the crowd You got away, never once heard you say I need you, I don't need you I need you, I don't need you All of that driving 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 exceptions You're clenching your fists for the ones like us Who are pressed by the figures of beauty You fixed yourself, you said if I might We are only, we have the music And you got away, didn't you, babe? You just turned your back on the crowd You got away, never once heard you say I need you, I don't need you I need you, I don't need you All of that driving around I don't mean to say just that I loved you fast I can't keep track of each fallen ribbon I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel That's all, I don't think of you that oftenTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
