Hilton Lyrics

It was 2am when we arrived

One cold morning that September

Room 746 on floor level eight

Or something like that, I don't remember

We paid the going rate for a frequent flyer

I didn't know that I was such a good liar

Mr 'Smith' on business for one night

Or something like that, I don't remember

And I painted you white, inside, that night

In the Hilton

Yes, I painted you white, inside that night

In the Hilton

No biscuits for our tea, no cream for our coffee

The tv was dead but we had a nice hard bed

And so I painted you white, inside, that night

In the Hilton

Yes, I painted you white, inside, that night

In the Hilton

I painted you white, inside, that night

In the Hilton

Yes, I painted you white, inside, that night

In the Hilton