(Gene Simmons/Sean Delaney/Howard Marks)
I know you write me sexy letters
And you send your pictures for my wall
You found the hotel where I'm stayin'
And you built up the nerves and then you called
Chorus
I'm living in sin, at the Holiday Inn
At the Holiday Inn, yeah, living in sin
I'm living in sin, at the Holiday Inn
At the Holiday Inn (just living in sin)
You tell me, you want me to protect you
But sometimes my love can go too far
Deep in your heart, you wanna love me
Come closer, I know who you are
Repeat Chorus
Deep in your heart, you wanna love me
Come closer, I know who you are
I know who you are
Phonecall
"Oh, hello, baby" "Hello? Uh, is uh, is this Gene Simmons?
Whoa, get out. Oh my God, oh, oh my God, oh, oh, is
it true what they say about, that you get to know your fans personnaly?
Is this really true? I can't believe I'm
talking to Gene, oh, ohh my God"
I know you write me sexy letters
Mmm, but sometimes my love can go too far
I'm living in sin, at the Holiday Inn
At the Holiday Inn, yeah, living in sin
I'm living in sin, at the Holiday Inn
At the Holiday Inn, Inn, Inn, ooh
(Living in sin) I'm living in sin
(Holiday Inn, at the Holiday Inn)
(Living in sin) At the Holiday Inn, yeah
(Holiday Inn, living in sin)
(Living in sin) Won't you open the door
(Holiday Inn, at the Holiday Inn)
(Living in sin) Won't you come on (in) out (in) out
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