CI remember you Gwell in the FChelsea HotCel,
you were talking so C/Bbrave and so [Amol]sweet,
Cgiving me Ghead on the Funmade Cbed,
while the Flimousines wait in the Gstreet.
[Amol]Those were the reasons and Fthat was New York,
we were Crunning for the C/Bmoney and the Amflesh.
FAnd that was called love for the Cworkers in song
probably Fstill is for those of them Gleft.

Ah but Fyou got away, Cdidn't you babe,
you just turned your C/Bback on the [Amol]crowd,
Fyou got away, I never once heard Cyou say,
FI need you, I don't Cneed you,
FI need you, I don't Cneed you
and Fall of that jiving Amaround.G

I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel
you were famous, your heart was a legend.
You told me again you preferred handsome men
but for me you would make an exception.
And clenching your fist for the ones like us
who are oppressed by the figures of beauty,
you fixed yourself, you said, Well never mind,
we are ugly but we have the music.

And then you got away, didn't you babe...

I don't mean to suggest that I loved you the best,
I can't keep track of each fallen robin.
I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel,
that's all, I don't even think of you that often.