Lyrics Middle Of The Road

The middle of the road is tryin' to find me
I'm standin' in the middle of life with my plans behind me
I’ve got a smile for everyone i meet
Long as you don't try draggin' my bay
Or droppin' the bomb on my street
Come on, baby. get in the road
Come on, now. in the middle of the road, yeah

In the middle of the road you see the darndest things
Like fat guys drivin’ round with keys to the city wearin’ big diamond rings and silk suits
There's corrugated tin shacks full up with kids and, man, i don't mean a hampstead nursery
When you own a big chunk of the thirty-third world the babies just come with the scenery
Come on, baby. get in the road
Come on, now. in the middle of the road, yeah

The middle of the road is my private cul-de-sac
I can't get from the cab to the curb without some little jerk on my back
Now, don't arrest me can't you tell
I’m goin’ home. i’m tired as hell
I'm not the kind i used to be
I've got a kid. i'm thirty-three, baby
Mmmmm get in the road
Come on, now. in the middle of the road