Lana: I remember you well At the chelsea hotel You were talking so brave, and so sweet Giving me head on the un-made bed While the limousines wait in the street And those were the reasons and that was New York, we were living for the money and the flesh And that was called love, for the workers in song, probably still is for those of them left But you got away. Didn’t you babe? You just turned your back on the crowd. You got away – I never once heard you say… Both: I need you – I don’t need you – I need you – I don’t need you – and all of that jiving around… Adam: I remember you well, at the Chelsea Hotel, you were famous your heart was a legend. You told me again, you preferred handsome men, but for me you would make an exception. And clenching your fists for the ones like us, who are oppressed by the figures of beauties, you fixed yourself, you said, “well never-mind” “We are ugly, but we have the music.” Both: But you got away, didn’t you babe. You just turned your back on the crowd. You got away, I never once heard you say: “I need you – I don’t need you” (x3)… Adam: and all of that jiving around. Lana: Well, I don’t mean to confess that I loved you best, I can’t keep track of each falling robin. Adam: I remember you well, at the Chelsea hotel. Thats all babe… I don’t even think about you that often… [APPLAUSE]