Did you know that there s a tunnel
Under Ocean Boulevard
Mosaic ceilings, painted tiles on the wall
I can t help but feel somewhat
Like my body, mind, my soul
Hand-made beauty sealed up
By two man-made walls and I m like

When s it gonna be my turn
When s it gonna be my turn
Open me up, tell me you like it
Fuck me to death, love me until I love myself
There s a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard
There s a tunnеl under Ocean Boulevard

Thеre s a girl that sings, Hotel California
Not because she loves the notes
Or sounds that sound like Florida
It s because she s in a world preserved
Only a few have found the door
It s like Camarillo, only silver mirrors
Running down the corridor, oh, man

When s it gonna be my turn
Don t forget me
When s it gonna be my turn
Open me up, tell me you like me
Fuck me to death, love me until I love myself
There s a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard
Don t forget me
There s a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard

Harry Nilsson has a song, his voice breaks at 2:05
Somethin about the way he says
Don t forget me, makes me feel like
I just wish I had a friend like him
Someone to give me five
Leanin in my back, whisperin in my ear
Come on, baby, you can drive, but I can t

When s it gonna be my turn
Don t forget me
When s it gonna be my turn
Open me up, tell me you like it
Fuck me to death, love me until I love myself
There s a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard

Don t forget me
Like the tunnel under Ocean Boulevard
Don t forget me
Like the tunnel under Ocean Boulevard
Don t forget me
Like the tunnel under Ocean Boulevard

Don t forget me, don t forget me
No, don t forget me
Don t you, don t you forget me