Regina Spektor – Grand Hotel (Guitar)

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Somewhere below the grand hotel

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There is a tunnel that leads down to hell

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Take the dumbwaiter, the laundry chute

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Then sneak through the hall past the boy's shining boots 

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Then left at the courtyard through the old Garden

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Where all the bellhops smoke with the guards

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And then you run to the old lake house

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Down to the old lake house

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Run to the old lake house where it begins

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Under the floorboards there's a deep well

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That leads to a spring that sprung up in hell

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That's where old devils danced and kissed

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And made their blood pacts in the ancient myths

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And running through forest they screamed in chorus

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While piercing fair maidens' chests with their horns

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And then they lay in the grass 'til the dawn came

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Sleeping away 'til the dawn came

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Lay in the grass where now stands the Grand Hotel

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The Maître D' and a fancy chef

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Silver's real, the liquor's top shelf

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Play some tennis, swim in a pool

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Stroll the garden shady and cool

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You won't care that the devils

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Won't mind that the devils

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Won't know that the devils are near

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Somewhere below the grand hotel

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There is a tunnel that leads straight to hell

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But no one comes up for the souls anymore

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They come for some comfort and for the dance floor

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And hiding sharp horns under fedoras

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Do not disturb signs instead of a chorus

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They toss and turn 'til the dawn comes

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On soft sheets 'til the dawn comes

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No one sleeps at the grand hotel

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Room service, mini-bar

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Scented soaps, chauffeured cars

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Stay a day, stay a week

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Here's the tunnel, take a peek

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Just call up your friends at the front desk

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Any hour at the front desk

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Call up your friends at the Grand Hotel

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You'll always have friends at the Grand Hotel