You and me and,
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Me and you,
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In my little room,
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There's room enough for us to do,
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The things we like to do.
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Oops, I hit my elbow on the doorknob,
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Its right there,
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It's by the bed next to my head,
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But I don't even care.
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There's stars up on the wall,
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And they all glow in the dark,
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And we can hear the children playing,
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Outside in the park.
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There's bars on the window,
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And if there were a fire,
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We'd burn up for sure,
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But that's just fine by me 'cause,
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We would be together ever more.
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In this little room,
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In the big city we're so far,
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From the people that we knew in,
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My big ol' blue car.
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But if we stick together,
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Then I know we'll be ok,
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'cause when it gets too cold outside,
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This room is where we'll stay.
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Little Room
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| Norah Jones |
