Smack Dab In the Middle

Pick me a town in any clime

Where people like a rockin' rhyme

And stay awake both day and night

Everybody's high as a kite

Then throw me smack dab in the middle

Pitchin' me smack dab in the middle

Fling me smack dab in the middle

And let us rock and roll to satisfy the soul

Ten Cadillacs, a diamond mill

Ten suits of clothes to dress to kill

Ten room house, some barbecue

And fifty chicks not over twenty-two

Then throw me smack dab in the middle

Blam me smack dab in the middle

Choke me smack dab in the middle

And let us rock and roll to satisfy the soul

A hundred bands with chorus girls

A street that's paved with natural pearls

A wagon load with bonds and stocks

And open up the door to Fort Knox

Then throw me smack dab in the middle

Throw me smack dab in the middle

Flop me smack dab in the middle

And let us rock and roll to satisfy the soul

A lot of bread and gangs of meat

Oodles of butter and something sweet

Gallons of beer to wash it down

Bicarbonated soda by the pound

Then throw me smack dab in the middle

Pitchin' me smack dab in the middle

You heard me smack dab in the middle

And let us rock and roll to satisfy the soul

Smack dab in the middle

Smack dab in the middle

Smack dab in the middle

And let us rock and roll to satisfy the soul

Smack dab in the middle

Smack dab in the middle