Letras
Baby, I'm coming home real soon, girl
Some folks love their limousines
And their other mean machines
Lord, they freak for pretty clothes
Sport the bars but live in shacks
Run 'em down, walk 'em back
Lord, that's where their money goes
But that won't be me 'cause I've got too much sense
And I work much too hard for my dough
The sweet life for me is with my family
While the others are out there buying their rounds
There's only one place for me when the sun goes down
Smack dab in the middle
That's where I wanna be
Smack dab in the middle
Where I can be just as free as I wanna be
Smack dab in the middle
She's got what it takes to keep her man home
Smack dab in the middle
If there was more like her
There wouldn't be so many left at home alone
You can keep your limousines
And your other mean machines
Lord, you can keep your freaky clothes
They're just meant to deceive
Make the people believe
That you've got lots and lots of dough
All that I make goes to those I love
And they always share with me
While the passing parade thinks they've got it made
But they're out there buying what's already mine
'Cause home is where the heart is each and every time
Smack dab in the middle
That's where I wanna be
Smack dab in the middle
With my baby snuggled up close to me
Smack dab in the middle
She's got those invisible chains on me
Smack dab in the middle
She's with, she's with, she's with, she's with the love company, whoa
Smack dab in the middle
I got my mind made up
Smack dab in the middle
She can get it, she can get it all from me
Smack dab in the middle
Nobody makes me holler
Smack dab in the middle
And I'm getting over, getting over, getting over like a bad rash, whoa
Smack dab in the middle
Smack dab in the middle
She can cook and I don't mean just in the kitchen, no
Smack dab in the middle
'Cause her switching keep me itching, itching for her love
Smack dab in the middle
And I just can't, just can't, just can't get enough
Smack dab in the middle
Smack dab in the middle