Well I wrestle with my toothbrush each morning at noon
  I stumble into the bathroom and have my shampoo
  I?m livin? in a suitcase; lookin? for a call
  Leerin? at the telephone and laughin? to the wall
  Now I got me a sweet thing she keeps me insane
  She lays on my chest in the morning if it rains
  I?m livin? in a suitcase; lookin? for a call
  Leerin? at the telephone and laughin? to the wall
  
  I?m a road dog at the motel holiday
  I often wonder what I wanna say
  Give me stage lights on a hot night
  And the bottom line is a real good time
  
  While the waitress is waiting for the waiter to wink
  She checks on her checks and she drinks on her drink
  I?m livin? in a suitcase; lookin? for a call
  Leerin? at the telephone and laughin? to the wall
  Now the nights go quickly when you?re asleep
  But I?m out shufflin? for someplace to eat
  Like a breakfast at the egg house, a waffle on the griddle
  I?m burnt around the edges but I?m tender in the middle