She stopped at hotel
Tired and worn
Too tired to notice
All the men were looking at her
So she got up
Leaving them to their dreams
She locked herself up
Fell in a chair
Terribly sad
With a bottle of wine
She'd love to be some place else
She'd love to run away
She is here and she is sad
She is sane, though slightly mad
She's a pure water well
She is liberty itself
She knows she has to stay
To dance the night away
How many men care about the liberty
She is here and she is sad
She is sane, though slightly mad
She's a pure water well
She is liberty itself