gramercy park hotel
mccain, edwin
he was a drunkard just like me
staggered down the new york streets
they throw him out the pub
when he raised a little too much hell
and then he lay his big fat head down at the
look like organ grinders to me
rock stars on golden chains
little monkeys dancin' round their feet
well give me a little hat
and send my bananas baby to the
and all the publicists sing
maybe this is just a beggars life
maybe its just about kindness i should forget all my silly schemes
but my fool shoes fit so well
snuggled up in my big fool blanket at the
and all the publicists sing