Billy Joel "A Room of Our Own" Songtext

A Room of Our Own

You've got diamonds andI've got spadesYou've got pillsAnd I've got razor blades

You've got yoga honeyI've got beerYou got overpricedAnd I got weird

But it's alrightWe're the same even though we're aloneIt's alrightYes we all need a room of our own

You've got love, darlin'I've got sexYou've got cash, mamaAnd I've got checks

You've got business, babyI've got the kidsYou got crowded just the way I did

But it's alrightCause we all need a place to call homeIt's alrightYes we all need a room of our own

I can still remember packed togetherLike a can of sardinesNo, no, no

Pushin', shovin'That's when lovin'Starts to come apart at the seamsOh no, no, no, noYou've got the day shiftI've got nightsWe go wrong at timesBut we've got rights

You've got TV showsI've got crimeBut you've got your room honeyAnd I've got mine

It's alrightIt's the one thing that we should have knownYes, it's alrightYes, we all need a room of our own

And it's alrightYes we all need a place to call homeIt's alrightIt's alrightTo have a room of your own

No, no, no, it's alrightYeah it's alright mamaTo have a room of our ownSometimes you've got to get awayGot to get awayGot to get awayGot to get away to a room of our own

Got to have a roomGot to have a little elbow room of my own

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