Sleeping on the Floor - Bear Hands

Help me count up my quarters so I can cash in while I still have time

You might call me a hoarder but I think my things will keep me alive

I’ve been sleeping on the floor

Who needs a bed anymore?

Who wants to dress up

And look their best beyond the front door?

Don’t you give me a reason to add to my collection of regrets

My pets might not be legal, but tell me

Who is there to rescue them?

I’ve been sleeping on the floor

Who needs a bed anymore?

Who wants to dress up

And look their best beyond the front door?

I’ve been sleeping on the floor

Who needs a bed anymore?

Who wants to dress up

And look their best beyond the front door?

Don’t act like it’s a murder scene

It’s my home and I will fill it twice

You might think that I overindulge

But tell me how to make it right

Tell me how to make it right

Before I say goodnight

I’m clean, I’m clean, I’m clean

I can dream, I can dream, I can dream

I’ve been sleeping on the floor

Who needs a bed anymore?

Who wants to dress up

And look their best beyond the front door?

I’ve been sleeping on the floor

Who needs a bed anymore?

Who wants to dress up

And look their best beyond the front door?