Текст песни BILLY JOEL - A Room Of Our Own
BILLY JOEL - A Room Of Our Own слова песни
Текст песни BILLY JOEL - A Room Of Our Own
You've got diamonds and I've got spadesYou've got pillsAnd I've got razor bladesYou'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 ownYou've got love darlin'I've got sexYou've got cash, mamaAnd I've got checksYou've got business, babyI've got the kidsYou got crowded just the way I didBut it's alrightCause we all need a place to call homeIt's alrightYes we all need a room of our ownI can still remember packed togetherLike a can of sardinesNo, no, noPushin', 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 rightsYou've got TV showsI've got crimeBut you've got your room, honeyAnd I've got mineIt's alright