Greg MacPherson - Motel Hotel lyrics

We walked out of the nightclub
Two deer right on the street
I moved like the black man I’d seen
On the big screen
Collar stiff
I moved slow like the black man
Through the park
We were strangers to the kids
Who think they live
In New York
In a downtown park
A danger to ourselves
Stumbling around in the dark
I’m in a college town
Polyester brown
‘Stone Killer’ wide tie
It’s all in the hips
And the short stride
Back at the terra cotta
Hotel motel
A fistfight by the pool
I’ve got my shirt off in the window
She’s got hers off too
My wife’s on the phone
I call her when the trouble breaks
Television’s on
Watching news about the murder rate
Looking through the blinds at the teen-
Aged girls and wondering
Telling everybody I know that
I’m not coming home
I’m in a college town
Polyester brown
‘Stone Killer’ wide tie
It’s all in the hips
And the short stride