Room With a View

Lyrics
My room with a view Views a room with a view That views my room with a view I say my room with a view Views a room with a view That views my room with a view You look three stories up See a path of blue Look across the airshaft And look into My room with a view Views a room with a view That views my room with a view Clap hands His telephone rings I take a nap He leaves his place And I get back He has a coughing fit And I lose a show He rubs his chest And I read Camus Has a friend His name is Peter DePonce Got a collect call from Peter once But the operator must have got the name all screwed Cause he just stood there saying "who?" My room with a view Views a room with a view That views my room with a view I say my room with a view Views a room with a view That views my room with a view You look three stories up See a path of blue Look across the airshaft And look into My room with a view Views a room with a view That views my room with a view Clap He reads the funnies first Just like me I don't go to church And neither does he I get drunk sometimes Sing old show tunes He talks in his sleep and says Blah..blah..blah He's spraying roaches I spray my hair He whips his dog When his girl ain't there Mine beats me up And he calls the cops Pulls the shades And I get popped And my room with a view Views a room with a view That views my room with a view I say my room with a view Views a room with a view That views my room with a view You look three stories up See a path of blue Look across the airshaft And look into My room with a view Views a room with a view That views my room with a view Clap hands Sole American Clap hands Clap hands Sole American Clap hands Clap
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Credits
- Writers
- Andy Prieboy