No Tell Motel

There's a no tell motel Just up the road a bit It cherishes its secrets Like a horse chomps on its bits The rooms are small and squallid With a queen size mattress strewn Across the age worn carpet That has stories to exhume The walls have needed painting Some twenty years or more But dingy is as dingy does The guests don't ask for more And that wall mounted television No antenna there for years But movies still play on demand They don't star Richard Gere That old man at the counter He's leering at some folks But twenty's buys his silence For all us respectable folks.