Blue Hotel - Bert Lee

The bellhop he won't jump to do the chores

The elevator man's getting drunk between the floors

At the blue hotel, at the blue hotel

I'll wear a boutonniere so you can recognize me dear

When you meet me at the blue hotel

The upstairs maid's got somethin' goin' on the side
The house dick he's been known to take a bribe
At the blue hotel, at the blue hotel
If I talk like Cagney I hope the cops don't bag me
When you meet me at the blue hotel

When you step down and dine in our luxurious lounge
You'll get the finest meal that the house can scrounge
The chef is deaf, hear the waitress yell
In the kitchen of the blue hotel
The house band plays an anonymous bop
They play savoy and the bunny hop
Busboy's in the back room, dancin' with a mop
In the basement of the blue hotel

Ring that bell if you want to call the clerk
Knock on the desk if the bell don't work
At the blue hotel, at the blue hotel
Bring along your aunt, meet me by the potted plant
In the lobby of the blue hotel

I see Slippery Sylvester and his sinister moll
They are hanging out in the shadows that lurk in the hall
And the eyeballs are moving in a portrait on the wall
And the foyer of the you know where

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