Blue Room

With a pocket full of cents and ticket stubs

I checked into a blue and green motel

With a view of chimneys and satellite dishes

Oh, it's just like any other day in Paris, France

The room is burning

The room is burning

The room is burning

But I'd rather stay

I may be reborn in Paris, France

I may be reborn in Paris, France

The room is burning

The room is burning

The room is burning

But I'd rather stay

I may be reborn in Paris, France

I may be reborn in Paris, France

The room is burning

The room is burning

The room is burning

The room is burning