Checked in early   with my Rock 'n Roll band   out in the backstreet   lookin' for the man      Gettin' high like    every other time   how many more times   can I walk that line      Showtime comes but   y'r not around   Sent someone up    try & get you down   Y'r all alone when you lock that door   y'r gonna end up on the bathroom floor      Prepare to say farewell   checkin' out in y'r last hotel   you couldn't get y'r finger    on the roomservice bell   CHECKIN' OUT in y'r last hotel   CHECKIN' OUT in y'r last / next hotel      Never had no problem   feedin' his monkey   keep the lookin' glass go round   he could smell a connection   for miles (score some pure white, black, or brown)   in any greasy ol town   CHECKIN' OUT               The man killed himself consumin' some   Turkish Delight in an Amsterdam hotelroom   after 14 years of tenor sax for   Fats Domino.      Talkin' bout   DAVE BARTHOLOMEW