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