Motels

I'll let you sleep, but you know it that I gotta go

Gotta make some change

I'ma fill the sea

This storm inside of me

I'll kick it out the window 'cause your mum's in the front room

You don't want her to see

That don't bother me

Don't she know that you're a freak?

I'm going

Make it my own show and

Preach it from the bar right down the street

Lord help me to my feet

Time could change, but I'll give you my number

I could stay forever as your motel boy

Keep the change 'cause I've been getting lesser

I could stay forever as your hotel boy

Get some gold chains and the dresses you wear

At the old place, I can wait on you there

Time could change, but I'll give you my number

I know that you wanted me to stay

But you know it's not okay

God, at times you don't even look older

On my jeans, can you please roll over?

I'll kick it out the window 'cause your mum's in the front room

You don't want her to see

That don't bother me

Don't she know that you're a freak?

I'm going

Make it my own show and

Preach it from the bar right down the street

Lord help me to my feet

Time could change, but I'll give you my number

I could stay forever as your motel boy

Keep the change 'cause I've been getting lesser

I could stay forever as your hotel boy

Get some gold chains and the dresses you wear

At the old place, I can wait on you there

Time could change, but I'll give you my number

(Time could change, but I'll give you my number)

I know that you wanted me to stay

But you know it's not okay

(I could stay forever as your motel boy)

God, at times you don't even look older

(Keep the change 'cause I've been getting lesser)

On my jeans, can you please roll over?

(I could stay forever as your hotel boy

Get some gold chains and the dresses you wear)

I know that you wanted me to stay

But you know it's not okay

(At the old place, I can wait on you there)

God, at times you don't even look older

(Time could change, but I'll give you my number)

On my jeans, can you please roll over?