Hotel Paradise Poem by Leah Ayliffe

Her daddy burned the house to the ground when we was just kids,
Collected the money and decided to stay a while.
I had stars in my eyes when I heard the news:
My best friend is living at the Holiday Inn.

High school days and youthful vanity,
Lipstick, perfume, music, vodka
Getting dolled up in the hotel bathroom,
Little girls playing grown up in a hotel paradise

Skipped school, so cool, Smoking on the balcony,
Running down hotel hallways in bikinis.
Degenerates in the swimming pool
Wet and wild, we broke the rules

A luxurious wedding at the Holiday Inn
Two crazy girls come screaming in
Laughing, cheering, we thought we were special
Disappearing in glitter before security could catch us

It was our playground that we used as our own
The queens of freedom and we'd sing a song
Drinking the gin her daddy bought us for fun
We was trouble and we were angels

Slipped on a pretty dress for a night on the town
Paint me liquored up on vodka now
The Roxx nightclub for a dancers delight
We rocked our bodies with the men that we liked

The night ends with just us girls,
Half past 3 and roaming down lake shore.
Hand in hand, heels off under stars
Her daddy picked us up in his hippie van-car.

Back to the basics at the Holiday Inn
Coming down, getting high before bed.
I see her crying silent, praying for a different way
Of another time, another life, far from here

I hug her a while and tell her it's ok
Tomorrow promises to take it all away
The glittering lifestyle of where we have stayed
At the Holiday Inn, Hotel Paradise

Where I looked for heaven, she only saw sin
Sour freedom, a little too much fun for a life on the run,
‘cause I get to go home, I get to go home
And she, she gets to stay.

It was 50's style like on t.v
My eyes saw black & white, beauties on the silver screen
I cry for her, lonely girl
'Cause everyone thought she was living the dream