(Jan Crutchfield)

We've got something in common
Oh, Mr. Carpet on the floor
Oh, we both get stepped on
Each time she walks out the door.

And it's true that neither one of us can leave
And we've got something in common you and me
We've got something window shades now ain't that right
For each time that she's out well we both stay up all night.

And my love affair is up and down you see
And we've got something in common you and me
She's out again tonight oh Mr Bottle friend of mine
Here I am and there you are together one more time.

We've got something in common, dusty chair that I sit in
Since we both get the brush off that makes you a special friend
We're so close and that's how it should be
And we've got something in common you and me.

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We're so close and that's how it should be
And we've got something in common you and me...