Thereīs something ībout your manner That makes it hard to see Just how you take advantage Of a workinī girl like me Iīve seen you setīem up And Iīve seen you takeīem down Our love is legal tender For your kind to pass around
Chorus : Donīt want your bed of roses Donīt want no handful of thorns Donīt want to be your livinī doll Donīt want to be no woman scorned I donīt want to watch you tunr the page When our chapter closes No, Iīm not gonna lay me down In your bed of roses
Iīve tasted good and bad love In the honky - tonks and bars Iīve settled for the moon When I was reachinī for the stars And though sometimes I have stumbled Iīve been known to fall It was always true love That took me to the wall
