I''m Checkin'' Out

(Postcards From The Edge)
Pull back them dark and dusty drapes
Let in sunlight
Have bellboy come and get my trunk
Cos I''m leaving here tonight
I''ve packed my bags
And paid my bills
And I''m turning in my key
And if those sad souls down in the lobby ask for me
Just tell ''em...

I''m checkin'' out
Of this heartbreak hotel.
I ain''t gonna live on lonely street no more (no more)
I''ve found a new love
And a new place to dwell
Where teardrops ain''t soakin'' the floor.
So, take down my suitcase
And hand me my hat.
I''m going from sleazy to swell
Give that desk clerk a dime
And you can just tell him that I''m checkin'' out
Of this heartbreak hotel

Well you can give that sad bellboy
My bebop and blues guitar
Cos I''m only gonna sing them sweet songs from now (yeah)
And you can tell that old bartender
He might as well close down the bar,
Cos "chug-a-luggin'' Sally" ''s packed and gone

Through that grey windowpane it always looked like rain
But there''s sunshine outside I can tell.
Open up that door, I''m leavin'' and I won''t be back no more!
I''m checkin'' out of this heartbreak hotel.
Checkin'' out of this heartbreak hotel.