he lives in a bungalow
he lives in a bungalow
sits on a couch and
looks at a color show
he lives in a bungalow
he lives in a bungalow
different cars in
a garage down below

look at my etchings on the wall
look at the lampshade in the hall
they told me it's hand-made from Japan
they sold me a ready-made again
we like middle of the road we're
living in the middle of the room

she lives in a bungalow
she lives in a bungalow
sits on a sofa
looks at the colour show

doing the dishies by machine
she is the wedgewood kitchen queen
sits at the pool with
martini cool she's
getting too fat and
he's a fool
they like middle of the road they're
living in the middle of the room


(c) tekst en muziek: Henk Hofstede