A stark naked light bulb hangs over my head
There's one lonely pillow on my double bed
Yeah I've got a ceiling, a floor and four walls
Oh who says you can't have it all My room's decorated with pictures of you
Your letters wallpaper this shrine to the blues
I've got precious memories at my beck and call
Oh who says you can't have it all I've got everything a broken heart needs
Oh I'm doing fine don't you worry about me
'Cause I'm Lord and Master of a fools Taj Mahal
Oh who says you can't have it all I've got everything a broken heart needs
Oh I'm doing fine don't you worry about me
'Cause I'm Lord and Master of a fools Taj Mahal
Oh who says you can't have it all Oh who says you can't have it all