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Itâs pretty obvious, Youâre not my type, But when weâre together, people snipe, âGet a room, get a room, get a room.â
Iâm not your destiny, Uh-uh, no way, But time and again, we hear âem say, âGet a room, get a room, get a room.â
Youâre careful and cautious and so polite. I donât care whose cage Iâm rattlinâ. This isnât a matter of left and right, Like Jim Carville and Mary Matalin.
Youâve always been the one Whose chops you bust, The cop on the corner mutters, âJust Get a room, get a room, get a room.â
We explain to him that opposites Sometimes repel, As a couple construction workers yell, âGet a room, get a room, get a room!â
That little accent I do, Never seems to amuse you. Tell me all about spring break in Baltimore. Iâve only heard it nine times before.
Itâs highly unusual For you to show up in my dreams, But even my cranky parrot screams âGet a room, get a room.â
She goes âOoooooh, Get a room, you two.â
I lack the particular outs and ins Of women you refer to as goddesses. You speak, I donât ever hear violins, Or even the ripping of bodices.
Smart-asses Think theyâre wise, Total strangers roll their eyes. The schoolkids Wonât let it lie, No mercy When we pass by! They laugh, they point, time after time. Sometimes they chant This jump rope rhyme: They go âAh ah, eh eh, say boom boom boom boom. Ah ah, eh eh, get a room, get a room, get a room.â
Liar, liar, pants on fire, My face wasnât either turning red That time your mother said âGet a room, get a room.â
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, Just get a room, you two.â
Snowed in, in Fargo ⦠No oneâs flyinâ, whaddya know. Work trip, dead beat. Nothinâs free but the Honeymoon Suite. Big bucks. No choice. Then I hear this familiar voice, Hear you, near me, Sounding pitiful as can be: âIs there any way I could possibly Get a room, get a room, get a room?â And the rest is history.