Letra de Hotel chantel de Gaby Borromeo
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Letra de HOTEL CHANTEL de GABY BORROMEO.
( Gaby Borromeo )
Stumble out the door,
trying to wipe the sun light from your eyes.
She´s been here before,
but she can´t recall how she arrived.
But her cell phone explains the events of the night,
there were 30 missed calls just to see if she´s alright.
And maybe she was too busy playing chat roulette.
Trying to find her version of Romeo at Juliette.
All she cares about is money,
all she cares about fame.
Doesn´t matter how she gets it.
Only losers win this game.
She´s looking for love,
she´s looking for love.
But she´ll never find it,
at Hotel Chantelle.
Rolling on the floor
trying to find her future
in this eight ball.
Locked the bathroom door,
she didn´t want to share no more.
Til in walked his guy who ruined her high.
When she asked him to stay,
he said I´m gonna kiss and fly.
Oh no. He wasn´t ready for this type of girl,
trying to find herself,
in this New York night life.
All she cares about is money,
all she cares about fame.
Doesn´t matter how she gets it.
Only losers win this game.
She´s looking for love,
she´s looking for love.
But she´ll never find it,
at Hotel Chantelle.
She´ll be lost without it.
But she´ll never find it.
If she keeps on looking
in all the wrong places.
She´s gonna lose her way.
Cause all she cares about is money,
All she cares about fame.
Doesn´t matter how she gets it.
Only losers win this game.
At Hotel Chantelle.
All she cares about is money,
All she cares about fame.
Doesn´t matter how she gets it.
Only losers win this game.
She´s looking for love,
she´s looking for love.
But she´ll never find it, at Hotel Chantelle.
trying to wipe the sun light from your eyes.
She´s been here before,
but she can´t recall how she arrived.
But her cell phone explains the events of the night,
there were 30 missed calls just to see if she´s alright.
And maybe she was too busy playing chat roulette.
Trying to find her version of Romeo at Juliette.
All she cares about is money,
all she cares about fame.
Doesn´t matter how she gets it.
Only losers win this game.
She´s looking for love,
she´s looking for love.
But she´ll never find it,
at Hotel Chantelle.
Rolling on the floor
trying to find her future
in this eight ball.
Locked the bathroom door,
she didn´t want to share no more.
Til in walked his guy who ruined her high.
When she asked him to stay,
he said I´m gonna kiss and fly.
Oh no. He wasn´t ready for this type of girl,
trying to find herself,
in this New York night life.
All she cares about is money,
all she cares about fame.
Doesn´t matter how she gets it.
Only losers win this game.
She´s looking for love,
she´s looking for love.
But she´ll never find it,
at Hotel Chantelle.
She´ll be lost without it.
But she´ll never find it.
If she keeps on looking
in all the wrong places.
She´s gonna lose her way.
Cause all she cares about is money,
All she cares about fame.
Doesn´t matter how she gets it.
Only losers win this game.
At Hotel Chantelle.
All she cares about is money,
All she cares about fame.
Doesn´t matter how she gets it.
Only losers win this game.
She´s looking for love,
she´s looking for love.
But she´ll never find it, at Hotel Chantelle.
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