Right out the stretcher, (to you to you to you) Into your clutches, (it’s too good, it’s too good, it’s too good) Right off the crutches, (to you to you to you) To your embrace,
Being with you ‘aint technical it’s far too good, Its far too good, It doesn't challenge me. Being with you ‘aint technical it’s far too good, it's far too good, It doesn't challenge me. Challenge me!
Cause i'm stuck.... In the rhythm of things I never thought i'd ever get married, Now i'm stuck.... In the middle, I just feel a little bit worried
I was in the wars, (to you to you to you) now i'm in your arms, (it’s too good, it’s too good, it’s too good) I was on the inside, (to you to you to you) now i'm in your Queen size, No surprise there.
Cause i'm stuck.... In the rhythm of things I never thought i'd ever get married, Now i'm stuck.... In the middle, I just feel like
When you come home to me holding me is not enjoyable It's far too comfortable It's far too comfortable It's just like cotton wool It's just like cotton wool It's far too comfortable It's far too comfortable....
Cause i'm stuck.... Iv'e got two left feet. Stuck.... I never felt so incomplete Stuck... At your mercy, In your submission. Stuck in the middle Sex is a weapon.