I'M Checkin Out(Postcards From The Edge)

Pull back them dark and dusty drapes,
let in some light,
here bellboy come get my trunk,
cause im leaving here tonight,
and I've packed my bags,
and I've paid my bill,
and I'm turning in my key,
and if those sad souls down in the lobby ask for me,
just tell 'em...
I'm checking out,
of this heartbreak hotel,
I ain't gonna live on lonely street no more,
no more *prrphrphrph*
I've found, a new love,
and a new place to dwell, where tear drops ain't soaking the floor.
so take down my suitcase and hand me my hat,
im goin from sleazy to swell,
give that desk, clerk a dime,
and you can just tell him that i'm checkin out of this heartbreak hotel
and you can give that sad bellhop my beboppin blues guitar,
cause im only gonna sing them sweet songs, from now on, yea.
and you can tell that old bartender,
he might as well close down the bar,
cause chuckaluggin sallys packed and gone,
through that grey window pane,
it always looked like rain,
but there's sunshine outside I cant tell,
open up that door im leaving and I wont be back no more,
im checkin out,
of this heartbreak hotel
checkin out,
of this heartbreak,
hotel.