Room On The 3rd Floor

Room on the third floor, not what we asked for

I'm not tired enough to sleep

One bed is broken, next room is smokin'

Air conditioning's stuck on heat

Outside it's rainin' and the guests upstairs complainin'

About the room that's got their TV too loud

I guess that times like these remind me

That I've got to keep my feet on the ground, yeah

Wake up early, round seven thirty

House keeping knockin' on my door

Do not disturb sign, the back of her mind

I must have left it on the floor, yeah

My eyes are hurting cause the cheap nylon curtains

Let the sunlight creep in through from the clouds

'Cause its times like these remind me

That I've got to keep my feet on the ground

Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na

Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na

I guess that times like these remind me

I guess that times like these remind me

I guess that times like these remind me

That I've got to keep my feet on the ground

Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na

Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na

No, no

I guess that times like these remind me (Times like these remind me)

I guess that times like these remind me (Times like these remind me)

I guess that times like these remind me

That I've got to keep my feet on the ground