Miss Riddle

Hey Miss Riddle, I’m stuck in the middle again
I don’t know how but you’ve got me playing both ends of a game I should know
all about
But you came and turned inside out
Hey Miss Riddle, I’m stuck in the middle again
It’s a long way home, it’s late and yet we pretend
It’s a long way home, you called last night «just friends»
So cool, so clear (?), so nonchalant, so absolutely what I want
Hey Miss Riddle, I’m stuck in the middle again
I’ve heard a lot of talk about how you were sizing me up
A line or two you’ve dropped about but don’t let me interrupt
Your game, Miss Riddle, I’m stuck in the middle again
I’ve found out why those birds go looking for spring
I’ve found out what those dizzy heights can bring
'cuz I’ve found your lips are awfully nice
One stop south of paradise
Whatcha say Miss Riddle, I say we do it again
Hey Miss Riddle, I’m stuck in the middle again
I don’t know how but you’ve got me playing both ends of a game I should know
all about but you came and turned inside out
Hey Miss Riddle, I’m stuck in the middle… again
Whatcha say Miss Riddle, I say we do it again
It’s a long way home
Whatcha say we stop it
Whatcha say we drop it
Whatcha say Miss Riddle, I say we do it again…