Lyrics:

Room on the third floor Not what we asked for Im not tired enough to sleep One bed is broken, Next room is smoking, Air conditionings stuck on heat. Im tired its raining, Theres a guest upstairs complaining bout the room thats got the TV to loud, I guess that times like these remind me That I gotta keep my feet on the ground Wake up early Round 7:30 Housekeeper knocking on my door Do not disturb sign The back of her mind I mustve left it on the floor (Yeah) My eyes are hurting The cheap nylon curtains Let the sunlight creep in through from the clouds Cos at times like these remind me That I gotta keep my feet on the ground Na na na na Na na na naaaa Na na na na Na na na naaa I guess that times like these remind me I guess that times like these remind me I guess that times like these remind me That I gotta keep my feet on the ground Na na na na Na na na naaa Na na na na Na na na naaa Guess that times like these remind (Times like these remind me) Guess that times like these remind (Times like these remind me) Guess that times like these remind That I gotta keep my feet on the ground