Lyrics:

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 put 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 put their best beyond the front door?
I've been sleeping on the floor
Who needs a bed anymore?
Who wants to dress up
And put 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 put their best beyond the front door?

I've been sleeping on the floor
Who needs a bed anymore?
Who wants to dress up
And put their best beyond the front door?