There’s a man who lives down the road
Who doesn’t like the heat
Who doesn’t like to hear
This kind of song
People in their 20s are too young to him
People in their 30s cannot even dream
He’s right in between
What does that make of him?
He’s come from nowhere
I’m sure he’s got some place to go
He’s back from that place
That roots him down to
the house down that road
When he fantasizes, he’s got an evil grin
When he gives you answers, he raises up his chin
Oh, so proudly
What does that make of me?
What does that make of me?
People in their 20s are too young to him, people...
People in their 30s cannot even dream
He’s right in between
What does that make of him?
‘Cos when he fantasizes he’s got an evil grin
Because, Oh yeah
When he gives you answers he raises up his chin
Oh, so, proud…ly
What does that make of me?
What does that make of me?
What does that make of me?
What does that make of me!
