Drinking Modelo in my hotelo, wondering if I'll ever go home
I came for the good times, I fell for the wrong lines, now I'm just singing this song
Drinking Modelo in my hotelo, weather thats right or thats wrong
But I looked all around from the sky to the ground, to find all that I'd found was gone
And they say it ain't complicated.. I say they know better than me
So I'll stay situated, just one more of loves tragedies
It's no wonder that I'm gone, I think I stuck around that last town too long
Something inside me is feeling like I need to roam
I'll get a bed where ever I go. I'll hang my hat and lay my head down low
But now I'm drinking Modelo in my hotelo, wondering if I'll ever go home
Now some call it treason to count up the seasons and reasons that I'm standing here
With my life on a wire and my world on a string, somebody bring me an ice cold
Lemonade, that last batch that I made. Well It's sweet and it's sour, it'll help pass the
Hour, it'll ease all your pains
It's no wonder that I'm gone, I think I stuck around that last town too long
Something inside me is feeling like I need to roam
I'll get a bed where ever I go. I'll hang my hat and lay my head down low
But now I'm drinking Modelo in my hotelo, wondering if I'll ever go home
Yea drinking Modelo in my hotelo, wondering if I'll ever go home