Mike Downey – House / Hotel lyrics

I moved to the basement
I got my own phone line
I hung the posters and I looked in the mirror, looks all right
Under the mattress are little containers, pieces of paper and shots for the shotgun
I’d walk to the station but I’m here to protect
I’m guarding the nest and talking on the phone
Baby’s big time
She stays as long as she wants but you, you’re feeding off someone’s space
Now you’re asking for some cheese on your cake, some sandwiches or something to drink
My baby’s big time, stays as long as she wants but you, you just wanna face
I want to cough
I want to put it on your plate
I want to say that this house is not a hotel
I took out the light bulb
It burned in my hand
I stuck it under water, the bulb, not my hand
You’re creeping around here
You’re doin’ the floor
The room smells like a lake
There’s a package at the door