When it’s time to eat they ring the bell
Can’t even tell you how the girls smell
Some guy leaned too far out and fell
South American Motel

I got no stakes in the past
I got nothin to replay
I am right here where I am
Watch the birds go on their way

Ain’t no place else I wanna be
& I thought about it some
I’ll be all them places sometime
I don’t need to be there now

When it’s time to eat they ring the bell
Can’t even tell you how the girls smell
Some guy leaned too far out and fell
South American Motel

I’m waitin for my new white suit
To be returned from the tailor
I will wear it on the boat
& look like a right fine sailor

From up here I see the whole town
They say it predates Buenos Aires
On the balcony below
I can hear the sweet canaries

This is where I’m gonna be
For the forseeable time
If you wanna hang out too
I couldn’t wish for no more than that

When it’s time to eat they ring the bell
Can’t even tell you how the girls smell
Some guy leaned too far out and fell
South American Motel

I’m in exile from my own land
They said lay low until you hear
Said you’re a danger to your homeland
And some airplane took me here

They faked my trial and execution
I saw the whole thing on TV
They offered hanging or electrocution
They left me dangling from a tree

I guess it’s best to just lay low
Watch the birds and sky and such
And to be honest there ain’t nothin
That I miss very much

I’m OK t’ just watch the sky
& the birds circling way high
Lately we been seein’ rain
In the late afternoons

When it’s time to eat they ring the bell
Can’t even tell you how the girls smell
Some guy leaned too far out and fell
South American Motel

South American Motel
Draw the water from a well
Cast your line, cast your spell
South American Motel

(lyrics: Dan Bern)