I've been living In the Plaza Hotel It
ain't the Hilton But I live well Holes in
the ceiling Holes in the floor Wallpaper's
peeling There's a nude on the
door
Pretty girls They jump and
shout Cops come running When I step
out I get some money When they page me to
the phone You know man cannot live on Empty
principles alone
And who's gonna
judge The role somebody plays In someone
else's budget movie Come on up to my room
baby I need a co-star And I can't afford to
be too choosy