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We've got guests, plenty, they come and they go I'm the friendly smile but nobody knows me One checkin' in, the other checkin' in out This house is nothing but a roundabout We carry your bags and we clean your room We polish the glasses, the forks and the spoons We've got staff standing by With people ready to die for you Communication systems are state of the art Educational prospects of getting smarter "First class service" will cost you some more We've got sexy "livestock" back in store Just give us a call and we'll send them up we've got satisfied guests all the way to the top Bankers, lawyers and politicians The guest is king, now that is our mission!! It's a living Hell / at Paradox Hotel Come live in Hell / at Paradox Hotel Now if you're hung up on celebrities, we've had them all, on that you can trust me We know their little secrets and dirty lies Their little filthy habits - this job is priceless!!! SongtexteThe clock is tickin', day in, day out Life in the fast lane this ol' roundabout Some people are good, some people are bad But we seem to remember all the fun we've had We've had Picasso and Einstein too Howard Hughes fell out of the blue Hookers, liars and fancy folks The wall street gamblers and their money talk. A living Hell / at Paradox Hotel Come live in Hell / at Paradox Hotel Aus Songtexte Mania