Holiday Inn (Piano Demo)

Boston at last, and the plane's touching down Our hostess is handing the hot towels 'round From a terminal gate to a black limousine It's a ten minute ride to the Holiday Inn Boredom's a pastime that one soon acquires Where you get to the stage, where you're not even tired Kicking your heels 'til the time comes around To pick up your bags and head out of town Slow down, Joe, I'm a rock and roll man I've twiddled my thumbs in a dozen odd bands You ain't seen nothing 'til you've been In a motel driven, like the Holiday Inn Slow down, Joe, I'm a rock and roll man I've twiddled my thumbs in a dozen odd bands You ain't seen nothing 'til you've been In a motel driven by the Holiday Inn Don't even know if it's Cleveland or Maine Well, the buildings' as big and rooms just the same Oh, the TV don't work and the French fries are cold The room service closed 'bout an hour ago Slow down, Joe, I'm a rock and roll man I twiddled my thumbs in a dozen odd bands Oh, and you ain't seen nothing 'til you've been In a motel driven, like the Holiday Inn You ain't seen nothing 'til you've been In a motel driven by the Holiday Inn