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ten dollars for the room old blankets smell like old perfume then love checks in, trips a wire and skips the bill, sets a fire leaves a wreck that's left behind with one desire, one desire don't worry 'bout the key lock's busted, and the chain is free light comes up, the sun comes down a rented room, a borrowed town that burns up memories to the ground with one more round, one more round one more round ten miles 'til the dawn a sign lights up and it pulls you on so strip the bed, slash the tire a broken home, a hotel fire you ask yourself again, am I your one desire, one desire one desire, one desire... From Letras Mania