Am
Hot motel
Em 
Stuffy inside
G
I know well
      D 
These eleven walls
Am
Hot black tar
Em
I tan my legs
G
Rest my heart 
                D
And dream of the city


Magazine and diet coke
I'm not a joke
This is me
Damaged leg
Heavy cart
Plastic cups
Linen mart

Rock garden
Where i used to play
People stare
Part of their day
Coffee break
Lunch at noon
Pumpernickel steak
Green and orange room

Done my list
I Make my way
To help my mother
End her day 
Fresh cut grass
parking lot
We roll on out
We got a lot

We're on our way
Roll the windows down 
And scream out loud
We're tired now

Take it home
Stop on the way
To the bakery
For some fruit and cake
Home i lay
After a shower clean
I hit my head
And i dream