" Middle Of The Road "
The Pretenders
(Uuu-u-uu-u-uuu-uh!),
Middle of the road,
Is trying to find me,
I'm standing in the middle of life
With my plans behind me,
But I got a smile,
For everyone I meet,
Long as you don't try
Dragging my bay,
Or dropping the bomb on my street.
Oh!, come on, baby,
Oh!, get in the road,
Come on now,
In the middle of the road, yeah!
(Uuu-u-uu-u-uuu-uh!)-
-In the middle of the road,
You see the darnedest things,
Aaah!, like fat cats driving 'round
In jeeps through the city, wearing-
-Big diamond rings and silk suits,
Past corrugated tin
Shacks full up with kids,
And man, I don't mean a Hampstead nursery,
But when you own a big chunk
Of the bloody Third World,
The babies just come with the scenery.
Now come on, baby!,
Uuuh!-get in the road,
In the middle of the road, yee-e-eah!,
Thank you.
{Guitar solo}
One,
Two-three,
Four,
Five-six,
-The middle of the road-
-(Uuu-u-uu-u-uuu-uh!)-
-Is no private cul-de-sac-
-(Uuu-u-uu-u-uuu-uh!),
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 cat I used to be,
I've got a kid.
I'm thirty-three, baby!,
Get in the road,
In the middle of the road-yee-e-eah!,
Rrrroad-meow!
{Outro: Harmonica solo}
/* By WarMachine66 */