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