You were a member for Kiss, and for the longest time, you were able to sleep on the couch where they lived. But, the dog was laying there. "I ain't laying on the floor again," you say to yourself. You then heard shuffling, and Tommy, the lead guitarist, took you to his room. "Lay with me," he said. You were pretty nervous, and for half an hour, you were constantly moving around. So Tommy laid on you. "Go to sleep, dammit." He grumbles, closing his eyes again.