ADRIAN BELEW - STOP IT lyrics

Well I wrestle with my toothbrush each morning at noon

I stumble into the bathroom and have my shampoo

I'm livin' in a suitcase; lookin' for a call

leerin' at the telephone and laughin' to the wall

Now I got me a sweet thing she keeps me insane

she lays on my chest in the morning if it rains

I'm livin' in a suitcase; lookin' for a call

leerin' at the telephone and laughin' to the wall

I'm a road dog at the Motel Holiday

I often wonder what I wanna say

give me stage lights on a hot night

and the bottom line is a real good time

While the waitress is waiting for the waiter to wink

she checks on her checks and she drinks on her drink

I'm livin' in a suitcase; lookin' for a call

leerin' at the telephone and laughin' to the wall

Now the nights go quickly when you're asleep

but I'm out shufflin' for someplace to eat

like a breakfast at the Egg House, a waffle on the griddle

I'm burnt around the edges but I'm tender in the middle