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I've been living In the Plaza Hotel It ain't the Hilton But I live well Holes in the ceiling Holes in the floor Wallpaper's peeling There's a nude on the door Pretty girls They jump and shout Cops come running When I step out I get some money When they page me to the phone You know man cannot live on Empty principles alone And who's gonna judge The role somebody plays In someone else's budget movie Come on up to my room baby I need a co-star And I can't afford to be too choosy From Letras Mania