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