Checked in early with my Rock 'n Roll band out in the backstreet lookin' for the man Gettin' high like every other time how many more times can I walk that line Showtime comes but y'r not around Sent someone up try & get you down Y'r all alone when you lock that door y'r gonna end up on the bathroom floor Prepare to say farewell checkin' out in y'r last hotel you couldn't get y'r finger on the roomservice bell CHECKIN' OUT in y'r last hotel CHECKIN' OUT in y'r last / next hotel Never had no problem feedin' his monkey keep the lookin' glass go round he could smell a connection for miles (score some pure white, black, or brown) in any greasy ol town CHECKIN' OUT The man killed himself consumin' some Turkish Delight in an Amsterdam hotelroom after 14 years of tenor sax for Fats Domino. Talkin' bout DAVE BARTHOLOMEW