Well, I'm too old for girls and
I've looked all around and
I I feel like a fish not al
And it makes a fella mean
To feel he's a part of the Lost Generation
I feel like a choo-choo that
that can't find the station
I work like a dog with no recreation
They call me Mr. In-Between
(Makes a fella mean, Mr. In-Between)
Got a hotrod Chevy with a twin carburetor
And she's got a Daddy with a
Those sweet little things just
I'm I'm too big for sodas and
I'm too old for schoolin'
They call me Mr. In-Between
(Mr. In-Between, Mr. In-Between)
(Tries to live so clean, Mr. In-Between)
I feel like a sailboat kept in a bottle
I feel like an engineer that
I'm too small to walk but
And, Lordy, I'm turnin' green
To see all the men makin'
The high school kids at the show
They call me Mr. In-Between
(Better leave the scene, Mr. In-Between)
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