GK: ...After a word from the Hotel Renee.
RF (SINGS):
I am travelling, always travelling
To someplace faraway
In the air
And by limo
And taxi
I am tired
But I'm wired At the end of the day
And I always am happy to find
My hotel, my hotel,
A quiet room in the city
ring- a- ling hear it ring
Room service bringing a tray.
TR: Yes, the Hotel Renee is much like any fine hotel --- the luxurious bed, the heavy shades, the tub and shower, the thick walls, the deep carpet ---- but one thing is different and that is the absence of music playing from little speakers in the lobby or the elevators --- and no radio in the room. The bar is quiet, and the cafe.
RF: There is no background music in the Hotel Renee. Never. The dining room is quiet, like a chapel. And the waiters in the cafe do not introduce themselves nor do they come over to your table and look at your plate and say, "Are you still working on that?" And every room has a view. No air shafts.
FN (SINGS):
There are Hyatts
And Four Seasons
And there's Ritz Carlton
And of course there's the Waldorf Astoria
But my favorite
Is the hotel
Of quiet good taste
And I always stay at the Renee
RF (SINGS):
My hotel, my hotel
A quiet room in the city
No Muzak, no soundtrack,
And nobody gets in your way.