Thirty years had passed me by I was approaching fifty one For my birthday I thought I would go to New York and take my son I'd been there once many years ago When my boy was not yet born With his mother gone, I thought it time To go back there with my son I checked the web and booked a room In a hotel that looked real nice It was just three blocks from Broadway I guess I should have checked it twice We flew on in from Michigan We were set to see some games We would also go to Broadway And see some plays with some big names I should have seen it coming Problems arising from the start Our plane was late in leaving They had crashed the luggage cart An hour to reload it Got us off and in the air With a strong tail wind behind us The pilot said we'd soon be there We landed at the airport Waited forty minutes for our bags You see, when they loaded us in Detroit They forgot to fasten all our tags We went outside to get a cab We were almost to our stop We would find the Biltmore Hotel My young son and me...his pop We told the taxi driver To the Biltmore Hotel please He said "Sir, are you certain" "They've had bed bugs and there's fleas" "I checked it on the internet" "It looked nice and was cheap" The driver said "OK Sir," "But, the Biltmore...it's a heap!" I thought a bit, but said...."come on" "It cannot be that bad" But as we pulled of Broadway The neighborhood looked quite sad The street was dark and nondescript there was no one to be found Except for idle yelling You could not hear a sound Windows were all boarded up The farther we went east I thought, for thugs and hoodlums this street would yield a feast I thought the cabbie might be right A new hotel we'd get But, I still had not decided Even though the streeted was quite the threat The sign outside the hotel Was burned out in some spots But, I guess from our reaction We both deserved what we had got I told the cabbie, do not stop Just floor it and we'll go The sign outside the Biltmore lit up as "BI T MO **" I wasn't gonna stay there We went back and made it quick Just looking at the Biltomre Well, it really made me sick I learned one thing this trip Next time, I'll call ahead And won't book at the "BIT MO **" For I might just wake up dead.