7.Middle Of The Road
The Pretenders
(Ooh, ooh)
(Ooh, ooh)
Middle of the road is trying to find me
IÂ'm standing in the middle of life with my pains behind me
I got a smile for everyone I meet
As long as you donÂ't try dragging my bay
Or dropping a bomb on my street
Lets come on baby
Get in the road
Oh come on now
In the middle of the road, yeah
(Ooh, ooh)
The middle of the road you see the darndest things
Like fat cats driving around in jeeps through the city
Wearing big diamond rings and silk suits
Past corrugated tin shacks holed up with kids
And man, I donÂ't mean a Hampstead nursery
But when you own a big chunk of the bloody third world
The babies just come with the scenery
Lets come on baby
Mmm, get in the road
Oh come on now
In the middle of the road, yeah
One, two, three, four, five, six
(Ooh, ooh)
(Ooh, ooh)
The middle of the road is my private cul-de-sac
(Ooh, ooh)
I canÂ't get from the cab on to the curb
Without some little jerk on my back
DonÂ't harass me, canÂ't you tell IÂ'm going home？
IÂ'm tired as Hell
IÂ'm not the cat I used to be
I got a kid at thirty three, baby
Get in the road
Come on now
In the middle of the road, yeah
Trrr
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