Smack Dab in the Middle

Pick me a town in any clime
Where people like a rockin' time
And stay awake both day and night
Till everybody's feelin good an' right

Then throw me smack dab in the middle
Picture me smack dab in the middle
Fling me smack dab in the middle
And let me rock and roll to satisfy my soul

Ten Cadillacs, a diamond mill
Ten suits of clothes to dress to kill
A ten-room house, some barbecue
And fifty chicks not over twenty-two

Then throw me smack dab in the middle
Plop me smack dab in the middle
Chuck me smack dab in the middle
And let me rock and roll to satisfy my soul

A hundred bands with chorus girls
A street that's paved with natural pearls
A wagonload of bonds and stocks
Then open up the door at Fort Knox

Then throw me smack dab in the middle
Hurl me smack dab in the middle
Plop me smack dab in the middle
And let me rock and roll to satisfy my soul

A lotta bread and gangs of meat
Oodles of butter and somethin' sweet
Gallons of coffee to wash it down
Bicarbonated soda by the pound

Now throw me smack dab in the middle
Picture me smack dab in the middle
Chuck me smack dab in the middle
And let me rock and roll to satisfy my soul
And let me rock and roll to satisfy my soul
And let me rock and roll to satisfy my soul