♪ Middle of the road He's 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 bag Or dropping the bomb on my street Come on baby Get in the road Come on now I'm in the middle of the road, yeah ♪ In the middle of the road You see the darndest things Like fat guys driving around In jeeps through the city Wearing big diamond rings and silk suits Pairs of corrugated tin checks Full of kids So man I don't need a hamster nursery I don't own a big chunk Of the bloody third world My baby's just come with the scenery Come on baby Get in the road Come on now I'm in the middle of the road, yeah ♪ ♪ ♪ One Two Three Four Five In the middle of the road There's 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 kind I used to be I got a kid, I'm thirty-three baby Get in the road Come on now I'm in the middle of the road, yeah ♪ ♪ ♪