Skammentary:
"Three in the A.M., Lincoln northbound,
Nobody knows me in this big windy town,
Gig is over but I'm not done yet,
Feel like shaking the rattle before I crawl into my bassinet.
Only one place, and that's drawing near,
Milk of human kindness, skunky Croatian beer,
Front desk Ray looks up and says, 'Welcome home,'
Ain't no more need to roam!
"They know us at the Spa, yeah yeah,
They know us at the Spa, yeah yeah,
They know us at the Spa, yeah yeah,
They know us at the Spa, yeah yeah,
They know us at the Spa!…"

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