I remember Ты well in the Chelsea Hotel
Ты were talking so Храбрая сердцем and so sweet
Giving me head on the unmade bed
While the limousines wait in the street
Those were the reasons and that was New York
We were running for the money and the flesh
And that was called Любовь for the workers in song
Probably still is for those of them left
Ah, but Ты got away, didn't Ты babe
Ты just turned your back on the crowd
Ты got away, I never once heard Ты say
I need you, I don't need you
I need you, I don't need you
And all of that jiving around
I remember Ты well in the Chelsea Hotel
Ты were famous, your сердце was a legend
Ты told me again Ты preferred handsome men
But for me Ты would make an exception
And clenching your fist for the ones like us
Who are oppressed by the figures of beauty
Ты fixed yourself, Ты said, "Well never mind,
We are ugly but we have the music."
And then Ты got away, yeah, didn't Ты babe
Ты just turned your back on the crowd
Ты got away, I never once heard Ты say
I need you, I don't need you
I need you, I don't need you
And all of that jiving around
I don't mean to suggest that I loved Ты the best
I can't keep track of each fallen robin
I remember Ты well in the Chelsea Hotel
That's all, I don't even think of Ты that often
