D# I'm gonna speak my truth, I think I'm losing it G# Feel kinda liberated just a little bit C# And I'm a Big Mac short of a Happy Meal D# Not sure what to say or how to feel Chorus: D# Checking into Hotel Crazy G# Leaving all my bags in the lobby C# The velvet stairs don't make a sound D# As we're hitting up to a higher ground D# G# Holding on to something that's gone in the wind C# D# Holding on to something that's gone in the wind I've got the right to vote and I can reproduce And I can tell a lie just like I tell the truth I have crazy thoughts, I do crazy deeds I have special times for my special needs I present myself as a normal dude Look you in the eye when I talk to you Just a touch of the old socio Is it empathy? I guess I'll never know Chorus: Checking into Hotel Crazy Leaving all my bags in the lobby The velvet stairs don't make a sound As we're hitting up to a higher ground Checking into Hotel Crazy Do disturb me Gonna make you mad Gonna make you sad Gonna make you all of it here Holding on to something that's gone in the wind Holding on to something that's gone in the wind Holding on to something that's gone in the wind Holding on to something that's gone in the wind I think I can do it I think I can do it I think I can do it I think I can do this I think I can do it I think I can do it I think I can do this | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsC# D# G# |