Keen Robert Earl - Out Here In The Middle lyrics

Broke into you car last night Took your stereo Now you say you don't know why You even live there anymore The garage man didn't see a thing So you guess it was an inside job You made a reservation For a table for three Said you had to wait Somebody must've bribed the maitre d The boss got mad And blamed it all on you The food was bad The deal fell through Out here in the middle You can park on the street Step up to the counter Nearly always get a seat Nobody steals Nobody cheats Wish you were here, my love Wish you were here, my love We got tractor pulls and Red Man chew Corporate relo-refugees who need love too And we ain't seen Elvis In a year or two We got justification and wealth and greed Amber waves of grain and bathtub speed Now we even got Starbucks What else you need Out here in the middle Where the center is on the right And the ghost of William Jennings Bryan preaches every night Savin' lonely souls In the dashboard light Wish you were here, my love Wish you were here, my love Out here in the middle Where the buffalo roam We're puttin' up towers For your cell phone And we screen all evidence With a fine-tooth comb Wish you were here, my love Wish you were here, my love Wish you were here, my love