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