You know, the home to the rich

All that lust for more money

makes everything tick

Four dollars a bottle

For ‘purified’ water ?

where that commodity is free

is from the toilet you see

No coffee pot, no ice box

in the room you now dwell

you will journey for miles

is there a fountain or dell ?

‘Cause the size of that motel

is like the airport JFK

A menagerie of hallways

and you wonder 'which way?'

Then to be approached from all sides

to sell us tickets and rides

"I just want to find water,

can you help me?" I cried

“Betty Boop” then approached

with her cigars and cigarettes

Then "4 oz for $2 dollars

plus gratuity" you bet !

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