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  • 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
  • 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