[Verse 1]
A milk crate coffee table
A ragged, worn out Lazy Boy
From the Goodwill store
Not much more
[Verse 2]
This twenty-two inch TV
Curtains made of bed sheets
And a bucket on the floor
When it rains and pours
Front to back it's four hundred square feet
That's what you get when you tell her you need
[Chorus]
A little living room
Some space to breathe
I can spend my Friday nights
Doing what I please
It's mine all night
But honestly
I can't figure out just what to do
With all this living room
[Verse 3]
First week felt like freedom
But lately I ain't sleeping
I just wait by the phone
Trying not to call
A milk crate coffee table
A ragged, worn out Lazy Boy
From the Goodwill store
Not much more
[Verse 2]
This twenty-two inch TV
Curtains made of bed sheets
And a bucket on the floor
When it rains and pours
Front to back it's four hundred square feet
That's what you get when you tell her you need
[Chorus]
A little living room
Some space to breathe
I can spend my Friday nights
Doing what I please
It's mine all night
But honestly
I can't figure out just what to do
With all this living room
[Verse 3]
First week felt like freedom
But lately I ain't sleeping
I just wait by the phone
Trying not to call
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