Bed Of Roses

John Bon Jovi /John Bon Jovi

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Sitting here wasted and wounded at this old piano 
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Trying hard to capture the moment this morning I  donít know 
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íCause a  bottle of vodka still lodged in my head 
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And some blond gave me nightmares I think sheís still in my bed 
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As I dream about movies they  wonít make of me when Iím dead 
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With an ironclad fist I wake up and French kiss the morning 
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While some marching band keeps its own beat in my head while weíre talking 
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About  all of the things that I long to believe 
About love and the truth and what you mean to me 
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And the truth is baby youíre all that I need 
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I want to  lay you in a bed of roses 
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For tonight I sleep on a bed on nails 
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I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is 
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And lay you down on bed of  roses 
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Well Iím so far away that each step that I take is on my  way home 
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A kingís ransom in dimes Iíd give each night to see through this  pay phone 
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Still I  run out of time or itís hard to get through 
Till the bird on the wire flies me back to you 
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 Iíll just close my eyes and whisper "baby blind love is true" 

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ģ: This  hotel bar hangover whiskeyís gone dry 
The barkeeperís wigís crooked and sheís giving me the eye 
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I might have said yeah but I laughed so hard I think I died 

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Now as  you close your eyes know Iíll be thinking  about you 
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While my mistress she calls me to stand in her spotlight  again 
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Tonight I wonít be alone but you know that donít mean Iím not lonely 
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Iíve got nothing to prove for itís you  that Iíd die to defend 
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