Room 421   An airport hotel   I know I should be sleeping   But it's too soon to tell   If I'll fly out tomorrow   If I'll see her tomorrow   I hope that I will      No place like alone   And no sound like my own voice   Fading into   The quiet December night   But I'm doing all right   I'll make a phone call or two      Could I get some room service please?   Send the maid in to see   If I'm still alive    At a quarter 'till five   If I'm still right here   Debating a year   Serenading the mirror      Do you think you could   Bring me my girlfriend   And a bottle of wine   Bring me a future   Just make sure it's mine   Will you open the window   But leave out the cold   Could you make a phone call to Jesus to clean up my soul      Miles from my own bed   Further from content   I guess I should get used to this   Still rain on the runway   But I'm doing okay   I've got cigarettes to kiss      Could I get some room service please?   I'm down on my knees   I'm only here for tonight   'Cause they fucked up my flight   Serenading the wall   And I thought I would call you    To ask for it all   For it all   For it all      Remember to   Bring me my girlfriend   And a bottle of wine   Bring me a future   Just make sure it's mine   Will you open the window   But leave out the cold   Could you make a phone call to Jesus   To clean up my soul      Dial seven for a savior   Soul keeping please   Could you put me through to Jesus   I'll pay your long distance fees   He said, "Hello and God bless you   There's a bible in the drawer"   "That’s wonderful Sir, but I don't read it anymore   I don't read it any more"      Just   Just   Bring me my girlfriend   And a bottle of wine   Bring me a future   Just make sure it's mine   Will you open the window   But leave out the cold   Could you make a phone call to Jesus   to clean up my soul      Bring me my girlfriend   And a bottle of wine   Bring me a future   Just make sure it's mine   Will you open the window   But leave out the cold   Could you make a phone call to Jesus   to clean up my soul   Soul      Could you bring me a smile   Bring me a smile   Could you put me through to Jesus      Room 421   Of a Cleveland hotel