Текст песни Mc Fly - Room on the 3rd Floor

Room on the third floor,
Not what we asked for.
I'm not tired enough to sleep.
One bed is broken,
Next room is smokin',
Air conditioning's stuck on heat.

And outside it's rainin',
Hear the guest upstairs complainin'
'Bout the room that's got their TV too loud.
Cos the times like these remind me
That I've got to keep my feet on the ground.

Wake up early,
Round seven thirty,
House keeping knockin' on my door.
Do not disturb sign,
The back of her mind.
I must have left it on the floor. (yeah)

My eyes are hurting,
Cos the cheap nylon curtains.
Let's the sunlight creep in through from the clouds.
Cos the times like these remind me
That I've got to keep my feet on the ground.

Na na na na
Na na na naaah
Na na na na
Na na na naaah

I gues the times like these remind me,
I gues the times like these remind me,
I guess the times like these remind me,
That I've got to keep my feet on the ground.

Na na na na
Na na na naaah
Na na na na
Na na na naaah

No No!

I guess the times like these remind me
(the times like these remind me)
I guess the times like these remind me
(the times like these remind me)
I guess the times like these remind me,
That I've got to keep my feet on the ground