Mrs. Smith and Mr. Jones have come to the night They pulled off of the when they saw my light It's a vacancy I offer them, what they me Is fullness for a that's bare as can be
There's a vacancy, you come to me And fill my spaces I'm a motel man in a promised That's filled with empty
Won't you bring your sorrows, your dreams It's a for you to be no more tomorrow or that's how it seems So you come to me? I've got a vacancy
name, another key Another to glory Another night, sight Another story
Another stage, another For gentleness or birth, another dance Another death in
There's a vacancy, won't you to me And fill my spaces I'm a motel man in a land That's filled with faces
Won't you your sorrows, bring your dreams It's a for you to be no more tomorrow or that's how it seems So won't you to me? I've got a vacancy
Mr. is coming on with his liaison Mr. Soft is comin' off and soon be gone Mrs. Hart has come now that she's alone Mr. Jive has come alive but home
Morning's come, checkout time with my pail and I find what left behind in every tell-tale room The sheets show their struggles, the glasses their The ashtrays, the hours passed, the towels their
There's a vacancy, won't you to me And fill my spaces I'm a man in a promised land That's with empty faces
Won't you bring sorrows, bring your dreams It's a for you to be There's no more tomorrow or that's how it Won't you to me? I've got a vacancy