A G D C The middle of the road is trying to find meA G D C I'm standing in the middle of life with my plans behind meA G D C Well I got a smile for everyone I meetA G D C As long as you don't try dragging my bayA G D C Or dropping the bomb on my streetA G E Now come on babyA G E Get in the roadA G E Oh come on nowA G E In the middle of the road, yeahA G D C In the middle of the road you see the darndest things A g D CLike fat guys driving 'round in jeeps through the cityA G D C Wearing big diamond rings and silk suitsA G D C Past corrugated tin shacks full up with kidsA G D C Oh man I don't mean a hampstead nurseryA G D C When you own a big chunk of the bloody third worldA G D C The babies just come with the sceneryA G E Oh come on babyA G E Get in the roadA G E Oh come on nowA G E In the middle of the road, yeah One...two...three...four...A G D C The middle of the road is no private cul-de-sacA G D C I can't get from the cab to the curbA G D C Without some little jerk on my backA G D C Don't harass me, can't you tellA G D C I'm going home, I'm tired as hellA G D C I'm not the cat I used to beA G D C I got a kid, I'm thirty-threeA G E Baby, get in the roadA G E Come on nowA G E In the middle of the road Yeah
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