Low Rent Motel © Music & Lyrics 4/1/2022 Tom Clawson, TRC Consulting, Inc. (P) (ASCAP)
Vocals: Tom Clawson
Backup vocals: Dana Vox
Lead & Rhythm guitar: Buzz Anderson
Keyboards: B J Love
Bass guitar: Todd Ovall
Drums: Ryan Quigg
Special Guest: Dana Roth
Executive Producers: Eric Sills & Tom Clawson
Sound Engineer: Eric Sills
Recorded/Mastered: Stone Soup Recordings Maumee, OH
Video Production: Relaxing Blues Production [RBM]
CD cover art: Tom Clawson
Lyrics
🎵Low Rent Motel 🎵 Lyrics
Have you heard about a place where secrets are made on the outskirts of town?
A place to escape the life you hate for just forty dollars down
They charge by the hour don’t check your ID never discriminate
The sign’s lit up twenty-four seven for the special overnight rate.
Cross your heart and swear not to tell
Just one little stop on the road to hell.
Down at the low rent motel.
Down at the low rent motel.
It’s going to’ cost you double to float away your troubles in room number nine
Called the horse stable just a chair and a table any more would be a waste of time
A blue Bic lighter little powder and a spoon clean needles cost a dollar more
Ready set go strap yourself down for a ride on the black tar horse
Cross your heart and swear not to tell
Just one little stop on the road to hell.
Down at the low rent motel.
Down at the low rent motel.
If you want to pretend there’s a room on the end for all your twisted dreams
She’ll do all the things your better half won’t there's nothing too extreme
No names the game money up front to make all your wishes come true
Check the menu for amounts there’s no discount for the minutes you don’t use
Cross your heart and swear not to tell
Just one little stop on the road to hell.
Down at the low rent motel.
Down at the low rent motel.
The neighbor’s wife or the secretary secret rendezvous at night
Cheap discrete tangled up in sheets to hell with what’s wrong or right
He says I won’t tell if you don’t as well just a little fun between us friends
Until love finds one and the other one runs we know how this story ends
Cross your heart and swear not to tell
Just one little stop on this road to hell.
Down at the low rent motel.
Down at the low rent motel.
Have you heard about a place where secrets are made on the outskirts of town?
A place to escape the life you hate for just forty dollars down
Cross your heart and swear not to tell
Just one little stop on the road to hell
Down at the low rent motel.
Down at the low rent motel.
Down at the low rent motel.
Down at the low rent motel.
Down at the low rent motel.
Down at the low rent motel.