I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel You were looking so brave and so sweet Giving me head on the unmade bed While the limousines wait in the street Well, those were the reasons, that was New York We were running for the money and the flesh That was called love for the workers in song Probably still is for those of them left Ah, but you got away, oh, didn't you baby You just turned your back on the crowd You got away, I never once heard you say I need you, I don't need you, I need you I don't need you and all of that jiving around I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel You were famous, your heart was a legend And you told me again that you preferred handsome men But for me you would make an exception And then clenching your fists 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" Ah, but you got away, didn't you baby You just turned your back on the crowd You got away, I never once heard you say I need you, I don't need you, I need you I don't need you and all of that jivin' around Now, I don't mean to suggest that I loved you the best I can't keep track of each fallen robin But, I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel That's all, I don't think of you that often
