Hotel Yorba

I was watchingWith one eye on the other sideI had fifteen people telling me to moveI got moving on my mindI found shelterIn some thoughts turning wheels aroundI said 39 times that I love youTo the beauty I had foundWell its 1 2 3 4Take the elevatorAt the hotel yorbaI'll be glad to see you laterAll they got inside is vacancyI been thinkingOf a little place down by the lakeThey got a dirty little road leading up to the houseI wonder how long it will take till we're aloneSitting on the front porch of that homeStomping our feet on the wooden boardsNever gonna worry about locking the doorAnd it's 1 2 3 4Grab your umbrellaGrab hold of meCause I'm your favourite fellaAll they got inside is vacancy