(CHORUS)
[F]I live in a room with a [C]green radio,
[G]Curled in the womb of a [C]twenty-nine year low
[F]Four walls from heaven, [C]and one sin from [Am]hell
In [C]room seventeen at [G]Deguello [C]Motel
[Am]The desk clerk's a jerk, an old [Em]carnival fellow,
[F]I ask where're you from, he said [C]Lake Isabella
[F]I told him I'd been there, but I never [C]had
He looked at the clock, and [G]I signed the [C]pad.
[Am]He said, "No dogs allowed," so I [Em]bought me a fish
[F]He lives by my bed in a [C]souvenir dish
[F]Swims 'round in circles and [C]eats once a day
And looks a lot like my ex-[G]wife's [C]fiance.
(CHORUS)
[F]I live in a room with a [C]green radio,
[G]Curled in the womb of a [C]twenty-nine year low
[F]Four walls from heaven, [C]and one sin from [Am]hell
In [C]room seventeen at [G]Deguello [C]Motel
[Am]And there's a wasteland a[Em]cross the highway
[F]Where the lot lizards roam and the [C]big diesels stay
[F]The cops ask me questions, and [C]I tell them jokes
And that fat one, he's always a[G]-bummin' my [C]smokes
[Am]And the swimming pool water is [Em]Chuck Berry green
[F]And the water pipes rattle like a [C]pinball machine
[F]The walls are blood-red, and the [C]sheets are Velveeta
And that girl in 112 (one-twelve), she [G]goes by [C]Juanita
[Am]Juanita's a dancer, she does the [Em]naked ballet
[F]I keep an eye on things [C]while she's away
[F]She spends all her money, and [C]half of mine, too
Tryin' to get high enough to get [G]naked for [C]you
(CHORUS)
And I [F]live in a room with a [C]green radio,
[G]Curled in the womb of a [C]twenty-nine year low
[F]Four walls from heaven, [C]and one sin from [Am]hell
In [C]room seventeen at [G]Deguello [C]Motel
[Am]There's an old Mexican dirge this [Em]place is named after
[F]And I heard it once in a box [C]office disaster
[F]The Duke told his boys, said it [C]means leave or die
I don't know much Spanish, but John Wayne don't [G]lie
(CHORUS)
And I [F]live in a room with a [C]green radio,
[G]Curled in the womb of a [C]twenty-nine year low
[F]Four walls from heaven, [C]and one sin from [Am]hell
In [C]room seventeen at [G]Deguello [C]Motel
[F]I'm singin' like a pearl in a [C]bottle of [Am]Prell
In [C]room seventeen at [G]Deguello [C]Motel
[F]I live in a room with a [C]green radio,
[G]Curled in the womb of a [C]twenty-nine year low
[F]Four walls from heaven, [C]and one sin from [Am]hell
In [C]room seventeen at [G]Deguello [C]Motel
[Am]The desk clerk's a jerk, an old [Em]carnival fellow,
[F]I ask where're you from, he said [C]Lake Isabella
[F]I told him I'd been there, but I never [C]had
He looked at the clock, and [G]I signed the [C]pad.
[Am]He said, "No dogs allowed," so I [Em]bought me a fish
[F]He lives by my bed in a [C]souvenir dish
[F]Swims 'round in circles and [C]eats once a day
And looks a lot like my ex-[G]wife's [C]fiance.
(CHORUS)
[F]I live in a room with a [C]green radio,
[G]Curled in the womb of a [C]twenty-nine year low
[F]Four walls from heaven, [C]and one sin from [Am]hell
In [C]room seventeen at [G]Deguello [C]Motel
[Am]And there's a wasteland a[Em]cross the highway
[F]Where the lot lizards roam and the [C]big diesels stay
[F]The cops ask me questions, and [C]I tell them jokes
And that fat one, he's always a[G]-bummin' my [C]smokes
[Am]And the swimming pool water is [Em]Chuck Berry green
[F]And the water pipes rattle like a [C]pinball machine
[F]The walls are blood-red, and the [C]sheets are Velveeta
And that girl in 112 (one-twelve), she [G]goes by [C]Juanita
[Am]Juanita's a dancer, she does the [Em]naked ballet
[F]I keep an eye on things [C]while she's away
[F]She spends all her money, and [C]half of mine, too
Tryin' to get high enough to get [G]naked for [C]you
(CHORUS)
And I [F]live in a room with a [C]green radio,
[G]Curled in the womb of a [C]twenty-nine year low
[F]Four walls from heaven, [C]and one sin from [Am]hell
In [C]room seventeen at [G]Deguello [C]Motel
[Am]There's an old Mexican dirge this [Em]place is named after
[F]And I heard it once in a box [C]office disaster
[F]The Duke told his boys, said it [C]means leave or die
I don't know much Spanish, but John Wayne don't [G]lie
(CHORUS)
And I [F]live in a room with a [C]green radio,
[G]Curled in the womb of a [C]twenty-nine year low
[F]Four walls from heaven, [C]and one sin from [Am]hell
In [C]room seventeen at [G]Deguello [C]Motel
[F]I'm singin' like a pearl in a [C]bottle of [Am]Prell
In [C]room seventeen at [G]Deguello [C]Motel
