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
And outside it's rainin'
And the guests upstairs complainin'
'Bout the room that's got their TV too loud
I guess the times like these remind me
That I've got to keep my feet on the ground, yeah
Wake up early, 'round 7:30
House keeper knockin' on my door
Do not disturb sign, the back of her mind
I must've left it on the floor, yeah
My eyes are hurting 'cause the cheap nylon curtains
Let the sunlight creep in through from the clouds
I guess the 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 the times like these remind me
I guess the times like these remind me
I guess the 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 the times like these remind me (times like these remind me)
I guess the times like these remind me (times like these remind me)
I guess the times like these remind me
That I got to keep my feet on the ground
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
And outside it's rainin'
And the guests upstairs complainin'
'Bout the room that's got their TV too loud
I guess the times like these remind me
That I've got to keep my feet on the ground, yeah
Wake up early, 'round 7:30
House keeper knockin' on my door
Do not disturb sign, the back of her mind
I must've left it on the floor, yeah
My eyes are hurting 'cause the cheap nylon curtains
Let the sunlight creep in through from the clouds
I guess the 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 the times like these remind me
I guess the times like these remind me
I guess the 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 the times like these remind me (times like these remind me)
I guess the times like these remind me (times like these remind me)
I guess the times like these remind me
That I got to keep my feet on the ground
Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Fletcher, Daniel Jones
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