On a dead end streetIn a dead end townThere's a motel that I
call homeJust a few small hopesAnd a few small dreamsIs all that
place is resting onDesiree lives two doors downShe's been
there for way too longOh Yeah!Sometimes when she's
feelin' downyou know I hope she hears this songCHORUSOn a
bed of rosesNot beneath some motel lightOn a bed of rosesShe
deserves to sleep tonightShe deserves to sleep tonightTonight,
tonight, tonight, tonightTonight, tonight, tonight, tonightShe
comes home late everynightI can hear her walkin' down my
hallShe don't talk on the phone too muchWhen she does I
hear it through my wallDesiree don't have many friendsAt
least not many good onesI may be just an ordinary manBut at
least I'm someone to lean onCHORUS