How long is it gonna be, babe   Before I get over you, doll?  I bet it's gonna be awhile now, kid   What with you living right up the hall     And I'm tired of living here in this hotel   Snow and the rain falling through the sheets  In fact, I'm tired of 23rd Street  Strung out like some Christmas lights   Out there in the Chelsea nights     Maybe you just didn't read me right   The lights went out, and you just didn't understand   I played your song, I got the melody all wrong   Wound your shit up like some rubber bands    And I'm tired of living in this hotel   Fire and rain blowin' through the streets   In fact, I'm tired of 23rd Street   Strung out like some Christmas lights   Out there in the Chelsea nights    I feel like getting rid of all my things   Maybe just disappear into the fog  The traffic roars, my stomach screams   Like a gang of angry dogs    And I'm tired of living here in this hotel   TV and dirty magazines  And I'm just trying to get a little sleep   Strung out like some Christmas lights   Out there in the Chelsea nights