If you wanna want on something, want on nothing
'Cause something's always bound to come along
If you wanna want on something, want on nothing at all
Not a sight, not a sound
You say "Be still," but you know that's hard
"Be alone," but I got friends out in the yard
And they wanna play with me
Some wanna stay with me
And I think one or two might even wanna lay with me
But I ain't got no room in my bed
No, I ain't got no room in my head
I ain't got no room, think I mighta spoke a little but too soon
'Cause I ain't got no room in my bed
It's all full up with nothing, nothing at all
