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Hotel 44

She said I love you but it was lie's again Just like when she told you You'd be together to the very end You wanted so bad with all your heart and soul

So please don't waste your time Well oh no you can leave you can leave Because you ain't a fucking friend of mine Well it's gone there ain't nothing

You're covered in you're expensive cloth now But my world always see's right through you Oh you put on a plastic smile for your clients A few more grams

Don't you say That we're living free with liberties Wasting time lost in your web of foolish dreams Don't tell me how I should live cowering in fear

Alone a man waits for no-one Desires nothing once again Lord why I cried out in salvation But as if by plan the God I knew was dead Oh no here I am

' feds, law enforcement, and police Niggas turn like fake gold.. sell they soul Treat'cha like Chicago in tha winter: ice cold! 9-karat 44's, and Calicos

his women Drove a big long Cadillac limousine Kept a big fine fancy townhouse in Dallas And a hotel suite in New Orleans Carried a switchblade knife in his left hip pocket And a 44

by Nanci Griffith He owned a hotel on Jersey shore She made her living seeing the sailors door to door He was a small Hawaiian with a crooked smile But

black beard of which he was so proud And his hat that stuck out in a crowd But there he'd sit At his table at the edgewater hotel Wearing his ecclesiastical