A Room of Our Own Billy Joel

You've got diamonds and I've got spades
You've got pills
And I've got razor blades
You've got yoga honey
I've 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've got love darlin'
I've got sex
You've got cash, mama
And I've got checks
You've got business, baby
I've 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