I remember Uncle Owen Because his story's aimed at me That was 1977 I was in grade three Since then I've got to thinkin' I really can't remember The last time I was the center Of the target of pop culture You see, I'm slightly left of centre Of the bull's eye you created It's sad to know that if you hit me It's because you were not careful Yeah, I got the middle child blues I couldn't wear your platform shoes But now it's safe to go back in the water But I prefer Neptune's daughter My older brother's pushin' forty My kid sister's only nine Everything he knows is retro The only word she knows is mine You see, I'm just outside of nowhere But pretty soon you'll be in my care And there are just so many of you But not enough like me to love youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
