Quay Hotel

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[Verse 1]

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The sun was down, the mist was high
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I just kissed my love goodbye
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She was off to chase a will
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From an uncle in west Brazil

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So there I was, all alone
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Another week away from home
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Walking down some foggy street
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Looking out for a place to sleep

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But a sound through the wind was carried well (oh so well)
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The squeaking sign of Quay Hotel


[Verse 2]

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Well the lights were dim, the lifts were slow
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Still people, they come and go
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Full of whispers and shady deals
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Pouring out over greasy meals

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Then evening came, and songs would flow
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From the lady at 'le grande piano'
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But the voice of Lilli-Ann
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Sounds suspiciously like a man

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Funny how I never heard those songs (all those songs)
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But they knew them well - in Quay Hotel


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[Verse 3]

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Well the song and dance went raving on
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But I kept feeling there was something wrong
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For the look on every face
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Put a gloom on this eerie place

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Nervously they seemed to wait
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For some dramatic unknown fate
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They seemed to know their every stand
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Like a spring-winding monkey band

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I ran up to the door and tried to turn the keys
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But a porter said, 'This way, please
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Retire to your room
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For your turn will be coming soon.'

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And the night began to feel so long (oh so long)
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I didn't sleep so well - in Quay Hotel

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I knew I was a mistaken face
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In this macabre waiting place
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For the guests of this Hotel
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Are checked in by the tolling bell
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For I awoke in the same old foggy street
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Without a trace in hell - of Quay Hotel

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