Pull back those dark and dusty trains, let in some light
Go and tell that bellboy, come and get my thing
Cause I'm leaving here tonight
And I packed my bags, and I paid my bill
And I'm turning in my key
And if those sad sacks down in the lobby ask for me
Just tell them that I'm checking out of this heartbreak hotel
I ain't gonna live on Lonely Street no more, no more
I found me a new life, and a new place to dwell
Where teardrops ain't soaking the floor
So hand me my suitcase, and give me my hat
I'm going from the sleeves this way
Give that desk clerk a dime, and you can tell them I'm
Checking out of this heartbreak hotel
Well you can give that old bellboy my old bebop guitar
Because I ain't gonna play sad songs no more
You can tell that old bartender, men's will close down the bar
Because the chugga-luggin' jail's coming on
Through that dark windowpane, you know it always look like rain
But there's sunshine out there I can tell
Open up the door, even I don't be back no more
Checking out of this heartbreak hotel
. . .
Through that dark windowpane, you know it always look like rain
But there's sunshine out there I can tell
Open up the door, even I don't be back no more
I'm checking out of this heartbreak hotel
I'm checking out of this heartbreak hotel