3/12-08

Father wears his Sunday best Mother's tired she needs a rest The kids are playing up downstairs Sister's sighing in her sleep Brother's got a date to keep, he can't hang around Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our Our house, it has a crowd There's always something happening And it's usually quite loud Our mum, she's so house-proud Nothing ever slows her down, and a mess is not allowed Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our Our house, in the middle of our street (Something tells you that you've got to get away from it) Our house, in the middle of our Father gets up late for work Mother has to iron his shirt Then she sends the kids to school Sees them off with a small kiss She's the one they're going to miss in lots of ways Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our I remember way back then when everything was true And when we would have such a very good time Such a fine time, such a happy time And I remember how we'd play simply waste the day away Then we'd say nothing would come between us Two dreamers Father wears his Sunday best Mother's tired she needs a rest The kids are playing up downstairs Sister's sighing in her sleep Brother's got a date to keep, he can't hang around Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our Our house, was our castle and our keep Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, that was where we used to sleep Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our street Our house.... Ja detta är our house med madness gjord i juli 1984 Jag förstår egentligen inte varför jag tycker den är bra. De sjunger om ett hus i mitten av en gata. Men jag känner kärlek till den. Den är så skön, så man blir ju glad av den! Ville åka in till mobilia idag. Men jag har ingen att åka in med, det är aningen jobbigt kan man säga. Och kyckling sallad, jag känner ett behov att det idag också! Och idag känner jag inte för att göra något. För det regnar ute, it's rainin man, hallelujla! Blir väl möjligen att jag städar mitt rum! Hej och hej.

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