C#5                          D#5       G#5 
When I woke up this morning I was all alone 
F#5               C#5  F#5          C#5         Bb5 
Stretched out in bed two hundred miles from home in some old motel 
D#5                     F5     Bb5     
I don't know what's to become of me 
                              C#5  
I know that check-out time is three 
 
I didn't mean to hurt him , he has so much pride 

I never dreamed I had to run and hide to this lonely room 

I just hope he doesn't follow me 

I know that check-out time is three 
 

C#5              F#5  
There's just no use 
C#5                  F#5 
Why try to make an excuse 
C#5              F#5 
I've lost great news 

Because to be his wife 
                                     C#5 
Well that would be just giving up on life 
 
I've got to go on living, I just can't exist 
I wanna taste all of the things I missed for his tender love 
Till the day love catches up with me 
That's always check-out time at three 
 
 
 
By: Jos? Duarte 
jtduarte1@netcabo.pt