C# D#m7 G# When I woke up this morning I was all alone F# C# F# C# Bb7 Stretched out in bed two hundred miles from home in some old motel D#m7 Fm7 Bbm7 I don't know what's to become of me C# I know that check-out time is three ( Tab from: http://www.guitartabs.cc/tabs/d/dionne_warwick/check_out_time_crd.html ) 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# F# There's just no use C# F# Why try to make an excuse C# F# I've lost great news Because to be his wife C# 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@gmail.com