Cheap Motel Room

I wanna live and die
In a small apartment
On the fifteen floor
By the New York sky rise
But when I talk to you
At the office party
You said you couldn’t move
Cause your boss needs you around
I wanna spend all night
In a cheap motel room
We can live and sin
If you really want to
'Cause I’ve been thinking hard
'Bout doing something
About the way I’ve felt
The past two years or so
If you wanna walk away just do so softly
I ain’t in the mood to talk so get up off me
No one ever leaves their home to go somewhere they detest
Come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on