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mamas the papas – rooms

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(john phillips)
rooms that we have lived in,
the things that they have seen;
rooms that you shared with me,
and the rooms in between…

when you抮e gone, there抯 a drought of love.

mornings we would wake up
just to taste our love again,
afraid of some break-up
before the day could end.

when you抮e gone, there抯 a drought of love;
empty rooms without your love.
why can抰 we seem to get it on?
(why can抰 we seem to get it on)

words remain unspoken (words…);
thoughts cannot be heard
(thoughts… cannot be heard).
love抯 just a token
without some spoken word.
when your gone, there抯 a drought of love.

when you抮e gone, there抯 a drought of love;
empty rooms without your love.
why can抰 we seem to get it on?
(why can抰 we seem to get it on)

rooms that you will live in
not a part of me.
(they抣l never see…)
rooms that you抣l make love in;
rooms i抳e never seen.
when you抮e gone, there抯 a drought of love…
when you抮e gone, there抯 a drought of love…

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