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    Rodney Atkins »

    Rodney Atkins Monkey In The Middle текст песни

    Monkey In The Middle

    I get up like a rocket in a hurricane

    Then it’s off to work like a runaway train

    Drivin’ them nails, draggin’ my tail

    It don’t take much to follow my trail, follow my trail

    Back and forth in a game of pickle

    I ain’t nothing but the monkey in the middle

    Walking that sideshow tight rope making ends meet

    That organ grinder be in a bind without me

    In that circus they work us like a bunch of borrowed mules

    But everytime that music plays I know what to do

    Every Friday night at the honky tonk

    Me and my baby make that dive jump

    When our buckles bump, I tell you what

    That girl is packing some powerful stuff, powerful stuff

    And when we get home she plays me like a fiddle

    Makin’ sweet music with the monkey in the middle

    Walking that sideshow tightrope, makin’ ends meet

    That organ grinder be in a bind without me

    In that circus they work us like a bunch of borrowed mules

    But everytime that music plays sugar I know what to do

    And then.

    I get up like a rocket in a hurricane

    Then it’s off to work like a runaway train

    Drivin’ them nails, draggin’ my tail

    It don’t take much to follow my trail, follow my trail

    Back and forth in a game of pickle

    I ain’t nothing but the monkey in the middle



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