Little Hotel Room Songtext / Lyric

A one man celebration ain't what I had in mind

As I sit here sippin' on a glass of wine

There's a working telephone beside my bed

The way the calls are coming in, you'd think the line was dead



Oh, there's no place like home

And it's lonesome in this little hotel room






The plaster on the ceiling just about to fall

There's a picture hanging crooked on the wall

The music on the radio plays on

For a moment there, I thought they were playing our song



Oh, there's no place like home

And it's lonesome in this little hotel room



From the window I can see a falling star

I wonder if you see it where you are

And wouldn't it be something if it's true

That you would make the same wish that I do



Oh, there's no place like home

And it's lonesome in this little hotel room