Roger Chapman - Slap Bang In The Middle lyrics

Visualise a sister of swing Sweet as a nut, pretty as sin Pretty as sin, pretty as sin Who tears me to pieces when the loving begins The last time, she was so strong Stung me so deep I'm stinging right to the bone Right to the bone, right to the bone But it cut me up evil to leave her alone Slap bang in the middle Stand up, fussing and fight Slap bang in the middle She's whispering 'Nice' She's away, this house ain't no home I stand at my window a figure of stome Figure of stone, figure of stone A victim of pleasure when the pleasure has gone We're touching magic you and I know We're lightening conductors, gypsies in soul Gypsies in soul, gypsies in soul Be so damn foolish to let it get hold Slap bang in the middle Stand up, fussing and fight Slap bang in the middle She's whispering 'Nice' And I'm ready to fly She taught me to rhumba - ballin'the jack She put the thunder into my eyes, back in my act She got me running ah, staying alive She got me jumping, fussin' and fighting And ready to fly