Miss Riddle - Boz Scaggs

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…