Pretenders - Middle Of The Road V. 2 Lyrics
Middle of the roadVersion twoThe middle of the road is trying to find meIm standing in the middle of life with my plans behind meWell I got a smile for everyone I meetAs long as you dont try dragging my bayOr dropping the bomb on my streetNow come on babyGet in the roadOh come on nowIn the middle of the road, yeahIn the middle of the road you see the darndest thingsLike fakirs driving round in jeeps through the cityWearing big diamond rings and silk suitsPast corrugated tin shacks full up with kidsOh man I dont mean a hampstead nurseryWhen you own a big chunk of the bloody third worldThe babies just come with the sceneryOh come on babyGet in the roadOh come on nowIn the middle of the road, yeahOne...two...three...four...The middle of the road is no private cul-de-sacI cant get from the cab to the curbWithout some little jerk on my backDont harass me, cant you tellIm going home, Im tired as hellIm not the cat I used to beI got a kid, Im thirty-threeBaby, get in the roadCome on nowIn the middle of the roadYeah
