A stark naked light bulb
Hangs over my head
There's one lonely pillow
On my double bed
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