The Middle of the Road - Alabama 3

Your Leer jet’s on the runway

Waiting to refuel

Drinking dry martinis

With desperados and fools

The sky so blue above you

You ain’t never felt so alone

You’re thinkin' livin' on the edge

You’re in the middle of the road

Let it go

You can do it, you can do it

Let it go, Oh-oh

Life in the fast lane

Too slow for you

You drove your Chevy to the levee

An' all those gaskets blew

The highway patrolman says

«You gotta loosen your load»

You went hell for leather

Burnin' rubber in the middle of th road, yeah

Let it go

You can do it, you can do it

Let it go, Oh-oh

Lt it go

You can do it, you can do it

Let it go, Oh-oh

Let the music save you

James Brown

Is taking me down

That country road

Every brother is on the Doobie

Gram left Emmylou so alone

Mr Crosby’s on the freeways

The eagle flies alone

Let it go

You can do it, you can do it

Let it go, Oh-oh

Let it go

You can do it, you can do it

Let it go, Oh-oh

Let the music save you

Let it go

You can do it

Let the music save you

Let it go, oh-oh

Let the music save you