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 songOn a bed of rosesNot beneath some motel lightOn a bed of rosesShe deserves to sleep tonightShe deserves to sleep 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 onOn 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, tonightOn a bed of rosesNot beneath some motel lightOn a bed of rosesShe deserves to sleep tonightOn a bed of rosesOn a bed of rosesOh, she deserves to sleep tonightShe deserves to sleep tonight