What used to be my home has changed to just a place to stay A crumbling last resort when day is through Sometimes between sundown and dawn somehow I find my way To this home motel on Lost Love Avenue No one seems to really care if I come here at all And the one who seems to care the least is you I'm gonna hang a neon sign with letters big and blue Home Motel on Lost Love Avenue
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