Room on the third floor, not what we asked for   I'm not tired enough to sleep   One bed is broken, next room is smokin'   Air conditioning's stuck on heat      And outside it's rainin' hear the guest upstairs complainin'   'Bout the room that's got their TV too loud   'Cause the times like these remind me   That I've got to keep my feet on the ground      Wake up early, 'round seven thirty   House keeping knockin' on my door   Do not disturb sign, the back of her mind   I must have left it on the floor      My eyes are hurting 'cause the cheap nylon curtains   Let's the sunlight creep in through from the clouds   'Cause the times like these remind me   That I've got to keep my feet on the ground      Na na na   Na na na   Na na na      I guess the times like these remind me   I guess the times like these remind me   I guess the times like these remind me   That I've got to keep my feet on the ground      Na na na   Na na na   Na na na      No, no      I guess the times like these remind me   I guess the times like these remind me   I guess the times like these remind me   That I've got to keep my feet on the ground