Loggins & Messina — Holiday Hotel

I told my woman that I'd only be gone for a couple of days I had a friend who was in need of a guitar picker in the worst way When I kissed that woman goodbye, she yelled out as I drove by Don't you let me catch you stayin' in a Holiday Hotel I bought myself a ticket on the Airways Express (I was destined for Modesto) When I met my little buddy he said "How do you do?" And I said "Fine friend" He told that me he had a surprise But what I didn't know I finally surmised I was standin' there holdin' a key to a Holiday Hotel I was awakened in the mornin' by the ring of the phone (It was the hotel operator) I got a message from a friend who checked out And he said "I'll see you later" He ran out before he paid me my bread I remember what my baby had said Don't you let me catch you stayin' in a Holiday Hotel Don't you let me catch you stayin' in a Holiday Hotel