Lyrics

Pick me a town in any clime
Where people like a rockin time
And stay awake both day and night
Till everybody's feelin good an' right
Then throw me
Smack dab in the middle
Picture me
Smack dab in the middle
Fling-a me
And let me rock and roll to satisfy my soul
Ten Cadillacs, a diamond mill
Ten suits of clothes to dress to kill
A ten room house, some barbecue
And fifty chicks not over twenty-two
Then throw me
Smack dab in the middle
Flop-a me
Smack dab in the middle
Chunk-a me
And let me rock and roll to satisfy my soul
A hundred bands with chorus girls
A street that's paved with natural pearls
A wagon load of bonds and stocks
Then open up the door to Fort Knox
Then throw me
Smack dab in the middle
Hurl-a me
Smack dab in the middle
Flop-a me
And let me rock and roll to satisfy my soul
A lotta bread and gangs of meat
Oodles of butter and something sweet
And gallons of coffee to wash it down
Bicarbonated soda by the pound
Then throw me
Smack dab in the middle
Picture me
Smack dab in the middle
Chunk-a me
And let me rock and roll to satisfy my soul
And let me rock and roll to satisfy my soul
And let me rock and roll to satisfy my soul
Written by: Charles Calhoun
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