Home Motel

What used to be my home has changed to just a place to stay

A crumbling last resort when day is through

Sometimes between sundown and dawn somehow I find my way

To my Home Motel on Lost Love avenue

No one seems to really care if I come here at all

And the one who seems to care the least is you

I'm gonna hang a neon sign with letters big and blue

'Home Motel on Lost Love Avenue'