Maybe somone's gonna save me
My heart is made of gravy
And the laps I swim
From lunatics don't 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
That's the way we do it
In this rogue's town
I've got all the glory in the world
And I hope it doesn't floor you
Before you go
Room service calls
In the random falls...go!
Whenever (x6)
Eve...eve...ever I feel fine
I'm gonna walk away
From all this, all that
The groovy groovy kitty
And little little pity
With your slip shag watching back
And skinny skinny people don't like that
When you call on them
Spell me...
Spritzer on ice in New York City
Isn't 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
I'm blue 'n green, green 'n blue-oooo
Whenever (x4)
Ne ne ne ne never ho
I feel fi-i-ine,
I'll walk the plank for you
I'll walk the plank
I walked the plank for you
In the d-d-d-d-dark of the capi-federal
Jacob, Jacob Javitz,
I'd like to thank you for everything
Primarily your glass house
I'm workin' the ballin' stores 'n
I'm 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