Keen Robert Earl - Out Here İn The Middle

Broke into you car last night


Took your stereo


Now you say you don’t know why


You live there anymore


The garage man didn’t see a thing


So I guess it was an inside job


You made a reservation


For a table for three


Said you had to wait


Someone must’ve bribed the maitre d


The boss got mad


And blamed it on you


The food was bad


The deal fell through





Out here in the middle


You can park on the street


Step up to the counter


Nearly always get a seat


Nobody steals


Nobody cheats


Wish you were here my love


Wish you were here my love






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