Got me in my hotel room More pillows I could, ever use I think they call it luxury But it doesn't make a difference to me Cause I'd sleep, on a bed that's made of concrete Just the two of us and, no sheet Just your feet, rubbing up against mine Staring at the picture on the wall Yeah it's pretty clever, but it's got no soul Show me your masterpiece And it wouldn't make a difference to me Cause I'd sleep, on a bed that's made of concrete Just the two of us and, no sheet Just your feet, rubbing up against mine Oh rubbing up against mine Oh rubbing up against mine I sit on these aeroplanes But I just wanna walk Play me these symphonies But I just wanna talk So babe won't you come back Oh I need something real I'd sleep, on a bed that's made of concrete Just the two of us and, no sheets Just your feet, rubbing up against mine I'd sleep, on a bed that's made of concrete Just the two of us and, no sheet Just your feet, rubbing up against mine Oh rubbing up against mine Oh rubbing up against mine Rubbing up against mine Rubbing up against mine