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   For years she's lived on her own 
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   In a corner of the city 
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   Twice a year she gets back home 
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   Playing catch-up with the family 
 
She tells her folks what they need to know 

Her mother says she's much too thin 

Her sisters ask about her beau 

Her dad inquires, how's business been 

 
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   She's thirty-three this time around 
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   She's always been real good at listening 
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   Her sense of humor never lets her down 
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   Except sometimes there's something missing 
 

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   Hey,       middle ground 
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   A place between up and down 
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   She could be safe and sound 
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Oh, to know middle ground 
 

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For years she's been on her guard 

She's kind of tense around the shoulders 

She wonders why she works so hard 

She counts the days 'til they promote her 
 
She'll take a weekend now and then 

To stay in bed and watch the reruns 

She'll turn the phone off when guilt sets in 

But Sunday always kinda leaves her let down 

Hey, middle ground; a place between up and down 

She could be safe and sound; oh, to know middle ground 

 
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  She gave her heart away one time, and says that she hasn't seen it since 
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  Love's a puzzle in her mind; the pieces match, but don't quite fit; hey... 
 

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{guitar solo} 
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And these days run thick or thin 

It never rains, or else it's pouring 

All her single friends are men 

She thinks married girls are so damn boring 
 
Hey, middle ground; a place between up and down 

She could be safe and sound; oh, to know middle ground 

Hey, middle ground; a place between up and down 

She could be safe and sound; oh, to know middle ground 
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Oh, to know middle ground; oh, to know middle ground    {instrumental}