Holiday Inn (Live) - Elton John
Lyrics by:Bernie Taupin
Composed by:Elton John
Boston at last and the plane's touching down
Our hostess is handing the hot towels around
From a terminal gate to a black limousine
It's a ten minute ride to the Holiday Inn
Boredom's a pastime that one soon acquired
Where you get to the stage where you're not even tired
Kicking your heels 'til the time comes around
To pick up your bags and head out of town
Slow down Joe I'm a rock-and-roll man
I've twiddled my thumbs in a dozen odd bands
And you ain't seen nothing 'til you've been
In a motel baby like the Holiday Inn
Oh I don't even know
If it's cleveland oh man
Well the building is big
And the room just to same
And the TV don't work
And the french fries are cold
And room service closed by the night ago
Slow down Joe I'm a rock-and-roll man
I've twiddled my thumbs in a dozen odd bands
You ain't seen nothing 'til you've been
In a motel baby like the Holiday Inn
Slow down Joe I'm a rock-and-roll man
I've twiddled my thumbs in a dozen odd bands
You ain't seen nothing 'til you've been
In a motel baby like the Holiday Inn