There's a hotel on a hill,
and the food will make you ill,
but there are many other reasons to stay.
There's always people in their rooms,
watching the sky in all its gloom,
'cause they are casting all the bad dreams away.
And I know you'd like to stay but,
the rooms are full today so,
looks like you'll have to stay sad.
But if you like I could reserve, a double bed or two for you.
And there's a road that takes you there,
and there's a million flats of stairs.
You'd have to climb to find a hotel,
the stairs are winding round the hotel
It's not your average kind of motel.
A hotel on a hill.
(Merci à Anne L. pour cettes paroles)