Chelsea Hotel

Talk is plenty, words are cheap

I dream about it every night in my sleep

Don't want the money, don't want the cars

I want the sun, the moon and the stars

I do deliver, out on a limb

A time for living and a time to give in

Could be a lover, could be your boss

I want it all, to hell with the cause

In a room at the chelsea hotel

In a room at the chelsea hotel

In a room at the chelsea hotel

I found God, I found God

Talk dirty, feel the heat

Can't catch my breath, my heart skips a beat

Could be a poet, it's a ball

I wanna dance to this ritual

To close for comfort, too hot to touch

I get the feeling, the feeling's too much

Oh baby, haven't you heard?

We live forever on west twenty third

In a room at the chelsea hotel

In a room at the chelsea hotel

In a room at the chelsea hotel

I found God, I found God

Oh, oh, it was a night of joy

Oh, oh, it never ends

Oh, oh, it was a night of joy

Oh, oh, it never ends

In a room at the chelsea hotel

In a room at the chelsea hotel

In a room at the chelsea hotel

I found God, I found God

In a room at the chelsea hotel

In a room at the chelsea hotel

In a room at the chelsea hotel

I found God, I found God

I found God, I found God

I found God, I found God

I found you