Youve got diamonds and Ive got spades
Youve got pills
And Ive got razor blades
Youve got yoga honey
Ive got beer
You got overpriced
And I got weird
But its alright
Were the same even though were alone
Its alright
Yes we all need a room of our own
Youve got love darlin
Ive got sex
Youve got cash, mama
And Ive got checks
Youve got business, baby
Ive got the kids
You got crowded just the way I did
But its alright
Cause we all need a place to call home
Its 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
Thats when lovin
Starts to come apart at the seams
Oh no, no, no, no
Youve got the day shift
Ive got nights
We go wrong at times
But weve got rights
Youve got tv shows
Ive got crime
But youve got your room, honey
And Ive got mine
Its alright
Its the one thing that we should have known
Yes, its alright
Yes, we all need a room of our own
And its alright
Yes we all need a place to call home
Its alright
Yes we all need a room of our own
Its alright
Its alright
To have a room of your own
No, no, no, its alright
Yeah its alright mama
To have a room of our own
Sometimes youve got to get away
Got to get away
Got to get away
Got to get away to a room of our own
Got to have a room
Got to have a little elbow room of my own.