You've got diamonds and I've got spades
You've got pills and I've got razor blades
You've got yoga honey, I've got beer
You got overpriced and I got weird
But it's alright
We're the same even though we're alone
It's alright
Yes we all need a room of our own
You've got love darlin', I've got sex
You've got cash, mama, and I've got checks
You've got business, baby, I've got the kids
You got crowded just the way I did
But it's alright
Cause we all need a place to call home
It's alright
Yes we all need a room of our own I can still remember packed together
Like a can of sardines, no, no, no
Pushin', shovin', that's when lovin'
Starts to come apart at the seams
Oh no...no, no, no
You've got the day shift, I've got nights
We go wrong at times, but we've got rights
You've got TV shows, I've got crime But you've got your room, honey, and I've got mine
It's alright
It's the one thing that we should have known
Yes, it's alright
Yes, we all need a room of our own
(Instrumental Break)
And it's alright
Yes we all need a place to call home It's alright
Yes we all need a room of our own
It's alright, it's alright
To have a room of your own
No, no, no, it's alright
Yeah it's alright mama
To have a room of our own
Sometimes you've got to get away
Got to get away, got to get away
Got to get away to a room of our own
FADE:
G-G-Got to have a room
Got to have a little elbow room of my own.
Submitted by Michael Hack