Hotel Chantel

Hotel Chantel
Stumble out the door,
trying to wipe the sun light from your eyes.
She's been here before,
but she can't recall how she arrived.
But her cell phone explains the events of the night,
there were 30 missed calls just to see if she's alright.
And maybe she was too busy playing chat roulette.
Trying to find her version of Romeo at Juliette.

All she cares about is money,
all she cares about fame.
Doesn't matter how she gets it.
Only losers win this game.
She's looking for love,
she's looking for love.
But she'll never find it,
at Hotel Chantelle.
Rolling on the floor
trying to find her future
in this eight ball.
Locked the bathroom door,
she didn't want to share no more.
Til in walked his guy who ruined her high.
When she asked him to stay,
he said I'm gonna kiss and fly.
Oh no. He wasn't ready for this type of girl,
trying to find herself,
in this New York night life.
All she cares about is money,
all she cares about fame.
Doesn't matter how she gets it.
Only losers win this game.
She's looking for love,
she's looking for love.
But she'll never find it,
at Hotel Chantelle.
She'll be lost without it.
But she'll never find it.
If she keeps on looking
in all the wrong places.
She's gonna lose her way.

Cause all she cares about is money,
All she cares about fame.
Doesn't matter how she gets it.
Only losers win this game.
At Hotel Chantelle.
All she cares about is money,
All she cares about fame.
Doesn't matter how she gets it.
Only losers win this game.
She's looking for love,
she's looking for love.
But she'll never find it, at Hotel Chantelle.