I remember te well in the Chelsea Hotel
te were talking so Ribelle - The Brave 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 Amore for the workers in song
Probably still is for those of them left
Ah, but te got away, didn't te babe
te just turned your back on the crowd
te got away, I never once heard te 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 te well in the Chelsea Hotel
te were famous, your cuore was a legend
te told me again te preferred handsome men
But for me te would make an exception
And clenching your fist for the ones like us
Who are oppressed da the figures of beauty
te fixed yourself, te said, "Well never mind,
We are ugly but we have the music."
And then te got away, yeah, didn't te babe
te just turned your back on the crowd
te got away, I never once heard te 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 te the best
I can't keep track of each fallen robin
I remember te well in the Chelsea Hotel
That's all, I don't even think of te that often
