There's a motel just down the street
Notell is the name on the marque
Flashing lights of vacancy
At the Notell Motel
It's a place where couples go
Hiding things they'd rather others not know
Where they reach the heights of the lowest lows
At the Notell Motel
Those that visit there seldom care
That the atmosphere is less than savoir fare
All they're craving for is a secret lair
At the Notell Motel
The front desk is not only where you pay the price
In the room you also pay with a piece of your soul inside
And from there you have no place to hide
At the Notell Motel
Jul 3, 2014
Jul 3, 2014 at 6:59 AM UTC
There's a motel just down the street
Notell is the name on the marque
Flashing lights of vacancy
At the Notell Motel
It's a place where couples go
Hiding things they'd rather others not know
Where they reach the heights of the lowest lows
At the Notell Motel
Those that visit there seldom care
That the atmosphere is less than savoir fare
All they're craving for is a secret lair
At the Notell Motel
The front desk is not only where you pay the price
In the room you also pay with a piece of your soul inside
And from there you have no place to hide
At the Notell Motel
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