Red Sox – Stuck in the Middle With You

Well I don’t know why I came to Fenway tonight,
I got the feeling that something ain’t right,
I’m so scared in case Beckett implodes,
And I’m wondering how Lester’s gonna throw,
Rays to the left of me,
Blue Jays to the right, here I am,
Stuck in the middle with you.

Yes I’m stuck in the middle with you,
And I’m wondering what this team should do,
It’s so hard to keep this smile on my face,
With Lester throwing the ball all over the place,
Rays to the left of me, Blue Jays to the right,
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you.

Well you hired Bobby Valentine,
And you said that you’re a playoff team,
And the media, they all come crawlin,
Slap you on the back and say,
Please…. Please…..

Trying to make some sense of it all,
But I can see that it makes no sense at all,
Is it cool to go be on the basement floor,
‘Cause I don’t think that I can take anymore
Rays to the left of me, Blue Jays to the right,
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you.

Well you hired Bobby Valentine,
And you said that you’re a playoff team,
And the media, they all come crawlin,
Slap you on the back and say,
Please…. Please…..

Well I don’t know why I came to Fenway tonight,
I got the feeling that something ain’t right,
I’m so scared in case Crawford gets hurt,
And who’s that guy wearing a John Lackey shirt,
Rays to the left of me,
Blue Jays to the right, here I am,
Stuck in the middle with you,
Yes I’m stuck in the middle with you,
Stuck in the middle with you.