Chelsea Hotel #2 (Live)

I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel You were talkin' so brave and so sweet Givin' me head on the unmade bed While the limousines wait in the street Those were the reasons an' that was New York We were runnin' for the money and the flesh And that was called love for the workers in song Probably still is for those of them left 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 jiving around I remember you well in Chelsea Hotel You were famous, your heart was a legend You told me again you preferred handsome men But for me you would make an exception And then clenching your fist 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 And 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 jiving around 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 Chelsea Hotel That's all, I don't even think of you that often