Surely you remember this old resort hotel

It's pink and white all over

And historical as hell

And Scott & Zelda stayed here

And you and me as well

At least that's how the story goes the porters like to tell Now a cold hard rain comes pourin down

It wasn't like this last time around

There's no calm center to this storm

Oh baby why don't you quit leavin me alone There's nothin on the tv

No message on the phone

And nothin but an awful lot of nothin goin on

And every radio station plays the same forsaken song

You'd think I woulda had the sense to leave this place alone Some dreams die with dignity

They fade out clean and quietly

But some won't let you let em go

Oh baby why don't you quit leavin me alone The same old corner bedroom

Seven storeys up

That overlooks the window that overlooks the gulf

The same old sleepy porter with the after-hours stuff

I think I'll kick the walls around and beat myself up