Hotel Illness Lyrics - The Southern Harmony And Musical Companion - Black Crowes

Oh good heavens, baby where is my medicine? 

Well I must have left it outside with my etiquette 

The undertakers rule of thumb, ooh 

It's hard to talk with a Novocain tongue 

Yes it is 

This room smells like hotel illness 

The scars I hide are not your business 

I can't seem to make hair nor hide of this 

No baby love ain't a punishment 

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Hypnotize by your rotten behavior 

Yeah, this weeks fashion is last years flavor 

I got a head full of sermons and a mouth full of spiders 

Yeah, the politics of the worlds greatest liar 

Every time 

This room smells like hotel illness 

The scars I hide are not your business 

I can't seem to make hair nor hide of this 

No baby love ain't a punishment 

So tell me, baby 

Is it true all those things 

That they say about you 

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This room smells like hotel illness 

The scars I hide are not your business 

I can't seem to make hair nor hide of this 

No baby love ain't a punishment 

Yeah, no, no, no