On a dead end street
In a dead end town
There s a motel that I call home
Just a few small hopes
And a few small dreams
Are all that place is resting on
Desiree loves two doors down
She s been there for way too long
Sometime when she s feelin down
I hope she hears this song
On a bed of roses
Not beneath some motel light
On a bed of roses
She deserves to sleep tonight
She deserves to sleep tonight
She comes home late every night
I can hear her walkin down the hall
She don t talk on the phone too much
When she does I hear it through my wall
Desiree don t have many friends
At least not many good ones
I may be just an ordinary man
But least I m someone to lean on
On a bed of roses
Not beneath some motel light
On a bed of roses
She deserves to sleep tonight
She deserves to sleep tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight,
On a bed Light
On a bed Tonight
On a bed Roses
She deserves to sleep tonight
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