Smoke the day’s first cigarette
As the sunlight hits the blinds
You ain’t slept but in two hours
You’re gonna leave this town behind
A girl sleeps on a sofa
But you forgot her name
Doesn’t really matter
Tonight you’re gonna do it all again

Somewhere east of Omaha
Running down a falling star
Someday now
You’re gonna be forgiven

Yeah, motel living
Sure ain’t good living
But it’s my kind of living
And that’s alright
Yeah, motel living
Sure ain’t good living
But it’s my kind of living
And that’s alright

Hear the jukebox buzzing
And the beer bottles ring
Another night, another show
Baby, it don’t mean a thing
The road goes on forever
But it ain’t so rough
Lights on the dashboard
Gonna be company enough

Somewhere east of Omaha
Running down a falling star
Someday now
You’re gonna be forgiven

Yeah, motel living
Sure ain’t good living
But it’s my kind of living
And that’s alright
Yeah, motel living
Sure ain’t good living
But it’s my kind of living
And that’s alright