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
Handmade 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 it
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