An endless string of motel lobby family waiting rooms
Where everybody's restless wantings gone by afternoon
And I'll admit, I've walked those halls now and again
Go out for nourishment, find candy bars and men
Ain't it nice, ain't it nice
To rest your head?
Ain't it nice, ain't it nice
To pretend?
Park the beds outside the doors
And keep your eyes on them
A threadbear mattress shows discretion
Like nobody can
And just this once, boy, I don't mind being your secret
Never liked sugar much
But now and then I need it
Ain't it nice, ain't it nice
To rest your head?
Ain't it nice, ain't it nice
To pretend?
The dwindling relic trying to give them hell on her way out
One day the nationals will elbow their way into town
And like a traveling band
I think I've paid my dues
Running from state to state
All I found was you
Ain't it nice, ain't it nice
To rest your head?
Ain't it nice, ain't it nice
To pretend?
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