In
the middle of the road
Just trying to find me
I'm standing in the middle of life with my pants behind me
I got a smile
For everyone I meet
Long as you don't tire of dragging my bae
Dropping a bomb on my street
Now come on baby
Get in the road
Come on now
In the middle of the road
Yeah
In the middle of the road We see the darndest things
Like fat guys driving around in jeeps through the city
Wearing big diamond rings and silk suits
Pass corrugated tin tracks full of wood kids
And man I don't mean a hamster nursery
When you own a big chunk of the bloody third world
But babies just come with a scene of rain Now come on baby
Get in the road
Come on now
In the middle of the road Yeah
In the middle of the road In
the middle of the road
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 of saying I'm not the can I used to
be I gotta get up thirty three baby Now get in the road
Come on now In the middle of the road Yeah