I need more room...who doesn't?
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Not Enough Room
© 2008 Phil Marshall
I need a room for my bottles
A room for my corks
One for the knives
And one for the storks
I need a room for my collection
Of esoteric porn
In leather bound books
Tattered and torn
I need a room for my Fenders
A room for Gretches
My ’56 gold top
Whatever it fetches
I need a room to wash my face
A room to wash my toes in
A room to put the fish tank
My little fishy grows in
I need a room for my ego
And one for my penis
And a room where nothing
Can ever come between us
I need a room for the ashes
Of everyone I’ve known
Who’s died in the line
Of protecting the throne
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