I remember tu well in the Chelsea Hotel
tu were talking so Valiente and so sweet
Giving me head on the unmade bed
While the limousines wait in the street
Those were the reasons and that was New York
We were running for the money and the flesh
And that was called amor for the workers in song
Probably still is for those of them left
Ah, but tu got away, didn't tu babe
tu just turned your back on the crowd
tu got away, I never once heard tu 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 tu well in the Chelsea Hotel
tu were famous, your corazón was a legend
tu told me again tu preferred handsome men
But for me tu would make an exception
And clenching your fist for the ones like us
Who are oppressed por the figures of beauty
tu fixed yourself, tu said, "Well never mind,
We are ugly but we have the music."
And then tu got away, yeah, didn't tu babe
tu just turned your back on the crowd
tu got away, I never once heard tu 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 tu the best
I can't keep track of each fallen robin
I remember tu well in the Chelsea Hotel
That's all, I don't even think of tu that often
