Vacancy

Mrs. Smith and Mr. Jones have come to pass the night

They pulled off of the highway when they saw my light

It's a vacancy I offer them, what they offer me

Is fullness for a lifetime that's bare as can be

There's a vacancy, won't you come to me

And fill my empty spaces

I'm a motel man in a promised land

That's filled with empty faces

So won't you bring your sorrows bring your dreams,

It's a place for you to be

There's no more tomorrow or that's how it seems