Life Is Just A Bed Of Roses.
Life is just a bed of roses.
Life is a bed of roses, full of Pricks.
If life were a bed of roses, some people wouldn't be happy until they developed an allergy.
I don't need a bed of roses, cuz roses wither away.
For a photographer, life us just a bed of poses.
Are we lovers or just friends in bed?
Just one more compile and I'll come to bed...
As you walk down the fairway of life you must smell the roses, for you only get to play one round.
Everything's coming up roses.
Roses are red; violets are not.