Loggins & Messina Holiday Hotel
I told my woman that I'd only be gone for a couple of days
I had a friend who was in need of a guitar picker in the worst way
When I kissed that woman goodbye, she yelled out as I drove by
Don't you let me catch you stayin' in a Holiday Hotel
I bought myself a ticket on the Airways Express
(I was destined for Modesto)
When I met my little buddy he said "How do you do?"
And I said "Fine friend"
He told me he had a surprise
But what I didn't know I finally surmised
I was standin' there holdin' a key to a Holiday Hotel
I was awakened in the mornin' by the ring of the phone
(It was the hotel operator)
I got a message from a friend who checked out
And he said "I'll see you later"
He ran out before he paid me my bread
I remember what my baby had said
Don't you let me catch you stayin' in a Holiday Hotel
Don't you let me catch you stayin' in a Holiday Hotel