Mrs. and Mr. Jones have come to pass the night pulled off of the highway when they saw my light It's a vacancy I them, what they offer 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 faces
Won't you bring your sorrows, bring dreams It's a for you to be There's no more tomorrow or that's how it So won't you to me? I've got a vacancy
name, another key Another pass to Another night, another bedtime story
Another stage, chance For gentleness or birth, another dance Another in silence
There's a vacancy, won't you to me And my empty spaces I'm a motel man in a promised That's filled empty faces
Won't you your sorrows, bring your dreams a place for you to be There's no more or that's how it seems So you come to me? I've got a vacancy
Mr. John is coming on his liaison Mr. Soft is comin' off and he'll be gone Mrs. has come apart now that she's alone Mr. Jive has alive but nobody's home
Morning's come, time with my pail and broom I find what they've left in every tell-tale room The sheets show their struggles, the glasses fears 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 filled with empty faces
Won't you your sorrows, bring your dreams It's a for you to be There's no tomorrow or that's how it seems Won't you come to me? I've got a