It's the obligatory mushy filk convention song! I hadn't written mine yet.
lyrics
I don't remember the name of the suburb I'm flying in to C F C F
But it doesn't matter, they've all got the same hotel C G C
It's a half a mile from the airport, with a view of an eight-lane highway C F C F
and a faded parking lot with a dusty smell C G C
The rooms aren't even cheap, but ahh the company they keep C F C F
That's why I come here, wherever here is, this time. C G C
Lord knows there's not a view, but I'm standing here with you C F C F
That's why I come here, wherever here is, this time. C G C
I walk in past a flight crew looking crisp and a little confused
Bad jokes and nice guitars are lining the hallways
And there are binders overflowing from scruffy canvas bags
And I know I have the right place after all
The rooms aren't even cheap, but ahh the company they keep
That's why I come here, wherever here is, this time.
Lord knows there's not a view, but I'm standing here with you
That's why I come here, wherever here is, this time.
No one sells a postcard of the outlook to the boulevard
Where we play Frogger on the access road to the Burger King
But if you sit and close your eyes, you'll feel the charm the looks belie
The voices and the ears who came to listen and to sing
What I love about this hotel, is you are here as well.
That's why I came here, wherever here is, this time.
What I love about this hotel, is you are here as well.
That's why I came here, wherever here is, this time.
That's why I came here, wherever here is, this time.