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