Hotel Illness lyrics Lyrics

song lyrics Hotel Illness lyrics Oh good heavens, baby where s my medicine? I must have left it outside with my etiquette The undertaker s rule of thumb It s hard to talk with a novocain tongue This room smells like hotel illness The scars I hide are now your business I can t seem to make hair nor hide of this No baby love is not a punishment. Hypnotize by your rotten behavior This week s fashion is last year s flavor I got a head full of sermons and a mouth full of spiders The politics of the world s greatest liar So tell me baby is it true all those things that they say about you... song lyrics