How long's it gonna be, babe 
Before I get over you, doll 
You're tearin' the stuff right out of me kid 
What with you living right up the hall 

And I'm tired of living in this hotel 
TV and dirty magazines 
And I'm tired of livin' on 23rd Street  [bad word] out like some Christmas lights 
Out there in the Chelsea night 

Maybe you just didn't read me right 
The lights went out and you just sitting on the stair 
I played your song but I couldn't get the melody right 
Why don't you just shoot up like a ball [bad word] bands 

And I'm tired of living in this hotel 
Fire and ashes blowin' cross the sheets 
And I'm tired of livin' on 23rd Street  [bad word] out like some Christmas lights 
Out there in the Chelsea night 

I fell like getting rid of all my things 
Maybe just disappear into the fall 
The traffic roars and my stomach screams 
Sittin' here watchin' roaches climb the wall 

And I'm tired of living here in this hotel 
Following a rainbow into town 
And I'm just trying to get a little sleep  [bad word] out like some Christmas lights 
Out there in the Chelsea night