Lletres: Edwin McCain. Lost In America. Gramercy Park Hotel.

Ol' Babe Ruth, he was a drunker, just like me
He lived it high and he lived it low,
And staggered down the New York streets

They'd throw him out the bar,
When he raised alittle too much hell.
And then he lay his big fat head down at the gramercy park hotel.
The gramercy park hotel

All these hit men, look like organ grinders to me.
Rockstars on golden chains, little monkeys dancing round their feet.
But give me a little hat, a little vest and a monkey bell.
Then send my bannannas baby to the gramercy park hotel.
The gramercy park hotel

And all the publisists say
La de da de da dow (x7)

And its soo far gone
And its sooooo far gone.....

Maybe its just a beggers life
Or maybe its all a dream
Or maybe just about kindness
You should forget all my silly schemes
Maybe im just a fool
Oh my fool shoes fit so well

Snuggle up in my big fool blanket down at the gramercy park hotel
The gramercy park hotel

And all the publisists say
La de da de da dow (x7)

(Thanks to Kaidee for these lyrics)