Greg MacPherson - Motel Hotel lyrics

We walked out of the nightclub Two deer right on the street I moved like the black man I'd seen On the big screen Collar stiff I moved slow like the black man Through the park We were strangers to the kids Who think they live in New York In a downtown park A danger to ourselves Stumbling around in the dark I'm in a college town Polyester brown ‘Stone k**er' wide tie It's all in the hips and the short stride Back at the terra cotta hotel motel A fistfight by the pool I've got my shirt off in the window She's got hers off too My wife's on the phone I call her when the trouble breaks Television's on Watching news about the murder rate Looking through the blinds at the teen- Aged girls and wondering… Telling everybody I know that I'm not coming home I'm in a college town Polyester brown ‘Stone k**er' wide tie It's all in the hips and the short stride