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Room 421 An airport hotel I know I should be sleeping But it's too soon to tell If I'll fly out tomorrow If I'll see her tomorrow I hope that I will No place like alone And no sound like my own voice Fading into The quiet December night But I'm doing all right I'll make a phone call or two Could I get some room service please? Send the maid in to see If I'm still alive At a quarter 'till five If I'm still right here Debating a year Serenading the mirror Do you think you could Bring me my girlfriend And a bottle of wine Letras de cancionesBring me a future Just make sure it's mine Will you open the window But leave out the cold Could you make a phone call to Jesus to clean up my soul Miles from my own bed Further from content I guess I should get used to this Still rain on the runway But I'm doing okay I've got cigarettes to kiss Could I get some room service please? I'm down on my knees I'm only here for tonight 'Cause they fucked up my flight Serenading the wall And I thought I would call you To ask for it all For it all For it all Remember to Bring me my girlfriend And a bottle of wine Bring me a future Just make sure it's mine Will you open the window But leave out the cold Could you make a phone call to Jesus To clean up my soul Dial seven for a savior Soul keeping please Could you put me through to Jesus I'll pay your long distance fees He said, "Hello and God bless you There's a bible in the drawer" "That's wonderful Sir, but I don't read it anymore I don't read it any more" Just Just Bring me my girlfriend And a bottle of wine Bring me a future Just make sure it's mine Will you open the window But leave out the cold Could you make a phone call to Jesus to clean up my soul Bring me my girlfriend And a bottle of wine Bring me a future Just make sure it's mine Will you open the window But leave out the cold Could you make a phone call to Jesus to clean up my soul Soul Could you bring me a smile Bring me a smile Could you put me through to Jesus Room 421 Of a Cleveland hotel From Letras Mania