Thunderbird Motel - Oh Laura

This is not a thank-you note

This is just a few words that I wrote

They were never meant for you to hear

It’s just that they kept ringing in my ear

Now you can read me like an open book

Read about the beatings that I took

About happiness all shot to hell

Weekend at the Thunderbird Motel

Nanana…

At the Thunderbird Motel

Well the bitter moon is hanging low

Neil Diamond pours his heart out over the radio

And nothing seems to go my way

Except sad songs and cheap chardonnay

Three days in the wilderness

Was all it took to make my life a mess

My happiness all shot to hell

Weekend at the Thunderbird Motel

Nanana…

At the Thunderbird Motel