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Text: Hikaru Utada. Exodus. Hotel Lobby.

She rises with the sunset
She wonders "When will this end?"
The world is full of money, full of money

She goes out unprotected
She doesn't listen to her best friend
It's only for the money, for the money

She doesn't want to be respected
Reality's her best friend
She need's the extra money, extra money

In the city, the town, and the household
So many things go unreported
So many things her eyes have seen, eyes have seen, eyes have seen

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Meet me in the hotel lobby
Everybody's looking lonely
Watch me as I walk in slowly
When your eyes meet mine
It's in the mirrors of the hotel lobby

This is not what she expected
Her hopes, they stretch and they bend
Whinkle like paper money, paper money

In the city, the town, and the household
So many things can be distorted

So if you want a true life story, bring money, bring money

Chorus
Meet me in the hotel lobby
Everybody's looking lonely
Watch me as I walk in slowly
When your eyes meet mine
It's in the mirrors of the hotel lobby

She's unprotected
She's unprotected, oh
She's unprotected
She's unprotected, oh

Chorus
Meet me in the hotel lobby
Everybody's looking lonely
Watch me as I walk in slowly
When your eyes meet mine
It's in the mirrors of the hotel lobby

Meet me in the hotel lobby
Everybody's looking lonely
Catch me because I think I'm falling
I'll be waiting in the mirrors of the hotel lobby