The miles roll by and your back is wet

And the shadows grow so long

It seems a million miles

And a long long while

Since you turned that motor on

The three-piece suit

On the back seat rack

Gettin' shiny from bein' used

Maybe tonight at the motor hotel

There'll be a stewardess and a glass of booze

A lady who don't sing the blues



Your eyeballs twitch and your back is stiff

And your leg is in the land of dreams

The order book has an empty look

You feel a little worn around the seams

The padded dashboard radio

Crackles the nowhere news

Maybe tonight at the motor hotel

There'll be a stewardess and a glass of booze

A lady who don't sing the blues



Everbody has ambition

Everybody has a deram

But everybody don't get to be kings and queens

That seems to be the way it seems

You get a sample case

And an order book

And a smile for when you feel abused

Maybe tonight at the motor hotel

There'll be a stewardess and a glass of booze

A lady who don't sing the blues