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I'd invite you back to my place
It's only mine because it holds my suitcase
It looks like home to me alright
But it's a hundred miles from yesterday night

*Must I be the man in a suitcase?
Is it me, the man with the stranger's face?
Must I be the man in a suitcase?
Is it me, the man with the stranger's face?

Another key for my collection
Are for security I race for my connection
Bird in a flying cage
You never get to know me well
The world's my oyster
My hotel rooms a prison cell

*repeat

I'd invite you back to my place
It's only mine because it holds my suitcase
It looks like home to me alright
But it's a hundred miles from yesterday night

*repeat