Fair To Midland - Wife, The Kids, And the White Picket Fence lyrics

Mail order brides, turtlenecks and trophy wives Had the ways and means to breach the borders of easy street And to blend right in we all surrounded them In a white picket fence, now both ends meet Sufficed to say there's a time and a place so I wait For the tug-of-war and who you'll pull it for While between you and me from point A to point B is a fine line That burns at both our good ends Two peas in a pod, a battleaxe and a ba*tard child Took one step more and went straight to the source And to blend right in, they opened fire with Their rain checks spent to make ends meet Sufficed to say there's a time and a place so I wait For the tug-of-war and who you'll pull it for While between you and me from point A to point B is a fine line That burns at both our good ends Go on, paint the whole town red I'd rather follow who cleans up the mess And so I wait Sufficed to say there's a time and a place so I wait For the tug-of-war and who you'll pull it for While between you and me from point A to point B is a fine line That burns at both our good ends