Plaza Songtext
von Cold Chisel

I′ve been living at the Plaza Hotel
It ain't the Hilton, I live well
Holes in the ceiling and holes in the floor
Wallpaper peeling, there′s a nude on the door


Pretty girls, they jump and shout
And the cops come a-running when I step out
I get my money when they page me to the phone
You know, man cannot live on empty principles alone

So who's gonna judge the part somebody plays
In someone else's budget movie
So come on up to my room, baby
I need a co-star
And I can′t afford to be too choosy