It was at the Biltmore
It was on the 16th floor
When I kissed my baby
When I kissed my baby good bye
On a stair landing in that hotel
I really had to go through hell
Knowing this - this was the time
The time for me to wave good bye
She drove off in her car
I drove off in mine
I felt as if I was on the firing line
I cried in the car on all the way home
Then I got in bed and I cried some more
I cried through the dreams I had about her
I cried through the dreams about the Biltmore
I wanna go back to the 16th floor
I wanna kiss that girl some more
It was at the Biltmore
The Biltmore on the 16th floor
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