Middle of the Road - 2007 Remaster

The middle of the road is trying to find me
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 I'm standing in the middle of life with my plans behind me
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 Well I got a smile for everyone I meet
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 As long as you don't try dragging my bay
 Or dropping the bomb on my street
 Now come on baby
 Get in the road
 Oh, come on now
 In the middle of the road, yeah
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 In the middle of the road you see the darndest things
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 Like fat guys driving 'round in jeeps through the city
 Wearing big diamond rings and silk suits
 Past corrugated tin shacks full up with kids
 Oh, man I don't mean a Hampstead nursery
 When you own a big chunk of the bloody Third World
 The babies just come with the scenery
 Oh, come on baby
 Get in the road
 Oh, come on now
 In the middle of the road, yeah
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 The middle of the road is no private cul-de-sac
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 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 got a kid, I'm thirty-three
 Baby, get in the road
 Come on now
 In the middle of the road
 Yeah