Lyrics

[Intro] 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 [Chorus] Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our [Build] Our house, our house, our house (One, two) In the middle of our [Drop] Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in thе middle of our street