Well I wrestle with my toothbrush each morning at noon   I stumble into the bathroom and have my shampoo   I'm livin' in a suitcase; lookin' for a call   Leerin' at the telephone and laughin' to the wall   Now I got me a sweet thing she keeps me insane   She lays on my chest in the morning if it rains   I'm livin' in a suitcase; lookin' for a call   Leerin' at the telephone and laughin' to the wall      I'm a road dog at the motel holiday   I often wonder what I wanna say   Give me stage lights on a hot night   And the bottom line is a real good time      While the waitress is waiting for the waiter to wink   She checks on her checks and she drinks on her drink   I'm livin' in a suitcase; lookin' for a call   Leerin' at the telephone and laughin' to the wall   Now the nights go quickly when you're asleep   But I'm out shufflin' for someplace to eat   Like a breakfast at the egg house, a waffle on the griddle   I'm burnt around the edges but I'm tender in the middle