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 Lives 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 My 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 Be 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