Something's in the air I answer the phone and there's nobody there And you're changin' the way That you're wearin' your hair And I wonder Yes I wonder Something's on my mind The letters you get, cigarettes that I find And you know that I'd have to be deaf, dumb and blind Not to wonder Not to wonder Who's been sleeping in my bed Gettin' what I get When I don't get it Who's been sleeping in my bed Yeah, that's what I said I just don't get it Who's been sleeping Who's been sleeping in my bed? Little things I miss The ring on your finger, the fire in your kiss How the hell could the love That we had come to this And I wonder Yes I wonder I don't understand The paperboy winks at the telephone man And the milkman he smiles When he's shakin' my hand And I wonder Yes I wonder Who's been sleeping in my bed Gettin' what I get When I don't get it Who's been sleeping in my bed Yeah, that's what I said I just don't get it Who's been sleeping Who's been sleeping in my bed? Who's been sleeping in my bed Gettin' what I get When I don't get it Who's been sleeping in my bed Yeah, that's what I said I just don't get it Who's been sleeping Who's been sleeping in my bed? Who's been sleeping in my bed? Who's been sleeping in my bed?... Who's been sleeping in my bed? Who's been sleeping in my bed? Who's been... You gotta tell me... You gotta Gotta gotta tell me c'mon Hell I can see it in your eyes That you've been seeing other guys Tell me who's been sleeping in my bed?...

She won't drive a Cadillac unless it's new She says gold is just a place to put my jewel I work double shifts for one more pair of shoes This livin' easy's getting hard to do My daddy said never spend more than you make And that advice I've always tried to take 'Til the day you walked into the room Now livin' easy's getting hard to do Keep it simple Man I'm trying Start out lovin' End up cryin' Loan me a dollar Some common sense Can't pay these credit cards on good looks and regrets Put a million in the bank but you need two Cause a man's gotta do what he's gotta do I'm going back to bustin' ass and singing blues This livin easy's getting hard to do Keep it simple Man I'm tryin' Start out lovin' End up cryin' Loan me a dollar Some common sense Can't pay these credit cards on good looks and regrets Put a tombstone in the back yard one day Hand carved under my name it will say Here lies a man who found out far too soon This livin' easy's gotten way too hard to do 'Til the day that you walked into the room This livin easy's getting hard to do