Here I am, stuck in the middle with you Well, I don't know why I came here tonight I got the feeling something ain't right I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair Yeah clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right Stuck in the middle with you Well, you

I do what the fuck I want to, I'm grown I got my own money I just do what the fuck I want to, I'm grown I got my own house I got my own car I just do what the fuck I want to, I'm grown, I'm grown Yeah, I got my own business, I make my own deals Niggas

If you still want me, please forgive me, The crown of love has fallen from me. You gotta be the one, You gotta be the way, They say it fades if you let it, Love was made to forget it. I carved your name across my eyelids, You pray for rain I pray for

Straight gassed, got the whole place hype Touchdown and the crowd get's hyped Every time I'm around there's a hype I'm a bad boy and I do what I like (Top of the roster) Real deal, you can see it in my posture I feel like Leo with a Oscar The price just

Could you coo, could you care The world will pardon my mush How glad the many millions of annabelles and lillians Would be to capture me But you had such persistence, you wore down my resistance I fell and it was swell I'm your big and brave and handsome

Says my aul' wan to your aul' wan Says your aul' wan to my aul' wan, "Will ye go to the Waxies dargle?" "I haven't got a farthing. I went up to Monto town To see Uncle McArdle But he wouldn't give me a half a crown For to go to the Waxies dargle." What

I'm swinging with my eyes closed Fist up in the air Oh like we don't care Only god knows how far it goes Got my hair down a wide open road Summer's here, bring it on Another year, one more beer, another song Comes on the radio, so loud and clear

Boy, you gotta carry that weight Carry that weight a long time Boy, you gonna carry that weight I never give you my pillow I only send you my invitation And in the middle of the celebrations I break down You're gonna carry that weight along time

Around every highway, driveway, fast song, slow song on my radio At every party, dive bar, backseat in my car Sounds crazy I know But you just keep hanging around You got me living in a ghost town Girl I see you every road I go down Your memory of me

Could you coo, could you care? The world will pardon my mush How glad the many millions of Annabelles and Lillians Would be to capture me But you had such persistence, you wore down my resistance I fell and it was swell I'm your big and brave and