A Room of Our Own

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You got diamonds and I got spades

You got pills and I got razor blades

You got yoga honey, I 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 got love darlin', I got sex

You got cash, mama and I got cheques

You got business baby, I 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

Hey!

I can still remember packed together

Like a can of sardines (uh)

No, no, no

Pushin', shovin' that's when lovin'

Starts to come apart at the seams

Oh no, no, no, no

Listen

You got the day shifts and I got nights

We go wrong at times, but we got rights

You got tv shows, I got crime

You got your room honey, I 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

Say that again!

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 your own room

Sometimes you got to get away

Got to get away

Got to get away

Got to get away to a room of our own

Got, got, got, got to have a room

Got to have a little elbow room of my own