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I want to lay you on a bed of roses 

For tonite I sleep on a bed of nails 

I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is 

And lay you down on bed of roses

The hotel bar hangover

Whiskey's gone dry 

The barkeeper's wig's crooked 

And she's giving me the eye 

I might have said yeah 

But I laughed so hard I think I died 

When you close your eyes

Know I'll be thinking about you 

While my mistress she calls me 

To stand in her spotlight again 

Tonite I won't be alone 

But you know that don't mean

I'm not lonely

I've got nothing to prove 

For it's you that I'd die to defend ~