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  • Silver Bell, Silver Bell
    Yeah, that's the name of the old motel
    You were traveling when they fell
    Down on a bed at the Silver Bell
    How you been, I'm doing well
    I hear, you're digging a hole to hell
    How you been, I'm doing well
    Meet me tonight at the silver bell
    I hate to tell you baby, this is home
    The wallpaper is a color called sea foam
    Pull down the shades a little
    And you've got yourself a prison cell
    Every night the wicked wait tonight
    Baby at the Silver Bell
    Silver Bell
    Yeah, that's the name of the old motel
    I did a stupid thing, I even tried
    Feels like a hundred bees are
    Stinging me from the inside
    Don't know just what to do
    Don't know just who to tell
    So I'm telling you to meet me
    Tonight down at the Silver Bell
    Silver Bell
    Yeah, that's the name of the old hotel
    I hate to tell you baby, this is home
    The wallpaper is a color called sea foam
    Pull down the shades a little
    And you've got yourself a prison cell
    Every night the wicked wait
    Down at the Silver Bell
  • Silver Bell, Silver Bell
    Yeah, that's the name of the old motel
    You were traveling when they fell
    Down on a bed at the Silver Bell
    How you been, I'm doing well
    I hear, you're digging a hole to hell
    How you been, I'm doing well
    Meet me tonight at the silver bell
    I hate to tell you baby, this is home
    The wallpaper is a color called sea foam
    Pull down the shades a little
    And you've got yourself a prison cell
    Every night the wicked wait tonight
    Baby at the Silver Bell
    Silver Bell
    Yeah, that's the name of the old motel
    I did a stupid thing, I even tried
    Feels like a hundred bees are
    Stinging me from the inside
    Don't know just what to do
    Don't know just who to tell
    So I'm telling you to meet me
    Tonight down at the Silver Bell
    Silver Bell
    Yeah, that's the name of the old hotel
    I hate to tell you baby, this is home
    The wallpaper is a color called sea foam
    Pull down the shades a little
    And you've got yourself a prison cell
    Every night the wicked wait
    Down at the Silver Bell