MIDDLE OF THE ROAD 

version two

THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD IS TRYING TO FIND ME 
I'M STANDING IN THE MIDDLE OF LIFE WITH MY PLANS BEHIND ME 
WELL I GOT A SMILE FOR EVERYONE I MEET 
AS LONG AS YOU DON'T TRY DRAGGING MY BAY 
OR DROPPING THE BOMB ON MY STREET


NOW COME ON BABY 
GET IN THE ROAD 
OH COME ON NOW 
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD, YEAH


IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD YOU SEE THE DARNDEST THINGS 
LIKE FAKIRS DRIVING 'ROUND IN JEEPS THROUGH THE CITY 
WEARING BIG DIAMOND RINGS AND SILK SUITS 
PAST CORRUGATED TIN SHACKS FULL UP WITH KIDS 
OH MAN I DON'T MEAN A HAMPSTEAD NURSERY 
WHEN YOU OWN A BIG CHUNK OF THE BLOODY THIRD WORLD 
THE BABIES JUST COME WITH THE SCENERY


OH COME ON BABY 
GET IN THE ROAD 
OH COME ON NOW 
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD, YEAH


ONE...TWO...THREE...FOUR...


THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD IS NO PRIVATE CUL-DE-SAC 
I CAN'T GET FROM THE CAB TO THE CURB 
WITHOUT SOME LITTLE JERK ON MY BACK 
DON'T HARASS ME, CAN'T YOU TELL 
I'M GOING HOME, I'M TIRED AS HELL 
I'M NOT THE CAT I USED TO BE 
I GOT A KID, I'M THIRTY-THREE 


BABY, GET IN THE ROAD 
COME ON NOW 
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD 
YEAH