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Andy Warhol - Room 222 by 'Les Pauls (The Pauls) from our new and 21st album The Chelsea Hotel#1 at https://www.paullyrics.com/album/the-chelsea-hotel
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Music composed and performed by Paul Odiase BMI No
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Music composed and performed by Paul Odiase BMI No
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September 05, 2024
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Andy Warhol - Room 222 by 'Les Pauls (The Pauls) from our new and 21st album The Chelsea Hotel#1 at https://www.paullyrics.com/album/the-chelsea-hotel
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Warhol, Warhol Born in Pittsburgh as the darkness set in At school the children laughed at him coz of his blotchy skin He never was able to be totally at ease All he could do was to try his best to please He hid behind insecuritys closed door He covered his head to hide some more Down in the lobby people would come and go All talking about Warhol, Warhol Andys folks came from near where the Zimmermans came But Bob never did like that pop art that brought Andy fame Andy gave Bob Elvis with that stare Bob went and changed it for Alberts chair (Could have been Alberts old sofa, dont matter which We all make mistakes, aint life a bitch) He stole Patricias hibiscus flowers And in the early morning hours Down in the lobby peoples come and go All talking about Warhol, Warhol At The Chelsea, Andy filmed his Chelsea Girls They were seen all around the world Eddie was Andys silver screen star But she couldnt hide her inner hurt and scars I met Andy with Jed in 71 All the way from The Chelsea to Camden theyd come Andys smile and warm eyes Ill never forget He was the kindest star Id ever met Andy tried to frame a time in space With tins of soup and Marilyns face Down in the lobby peopled come and go All talking about Warhol, Warhol, Warhol Andy died in hospital where he didnt wanna be The operation was supposed to be routine His fans outside they prayed for hope But he left in his sleep and never awoke Valerie had shot him in 68 He survived and all thought that heaven can wait But it caught up with him in 87 He died without making his final confession We came with nothing and will return with nothing In the half-deserted streets hear them muttring Muttering as they come and they go Muttering about the late Andy Warhol, Andy Warhol And The Factory has now long gone Most of the people have flown up to the Sun And these memories of those long past years Help me smile through the heartache and tears The heartache and tears, the heartache and tears Warhol, Warhol Andy opened doors and helped the repressed be free To help them express their hidden sexuality Now different genders all freely come and go All thankful to Andy Warhol Now different genders all freely come and go All thankful to Andy Warhol Today people google and they scroll Finding out all about Warhol Today people google and they scroll Finding out all about Andy Warhol, Warhol
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