How long's it gonna be, babe

Before I get over you, doll

I bet it's gonna be a while now, kid

What with you living right up the hall.

And I'm tired of living in this hotel

Snow and rain falling through the sheets

In fact I'm tired of 23rd street

Strung out like some christmas lights

Out there in the chelsea night.

Maybe you just didn't read me right

The lights went out and you just didn't understand

I played your song; I got the melody all wrong

Wound your shit up like some rubber bands.

And I'm tired of living in this hotel

Fire and rain blowing through the streets

In fact I'm tired of 23rd street

Strung out like some christmas lights

Out there in the chelsea night.

I feel like getting rid of all my things

Maybe just disappear into the fog

The traffic roars; my stomach screams

Like a gang of angry dogs.

And I'm tired of living here in this hotel

Tv and dirty magazines

And I'm just trying to get a little sleep

Strung out like some christmas lights

Out there in the chelsea night

Strung out like some christmas lights

Out there in the chelsea night

Strung out like some christmas lights

Out there in the chelsea night

Strung out like some christmas lights

Out there in the chelsea night.