Our House (Stretch Mix)
Our house
In the middle of our street
Our house
In the middle of our street
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
In the middle of our street
Our house
In the middle of our...
Our house
In the middle of our street
Our house (something tells you that you've got to)
In the middle of our... (move away from it)
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
Whoa, whoa!
Whoa, whoa!
Whoa, whoa!
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...
I remember way back then when everything was true
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
In the middle of our...
Our house
In the middle of our street
Our house
Was our castle and our.
Our house (something tells you that you've got)
In the middle of our street (to get away from it)
Our house (something tells you that you've got to)
In the middle of our... (get away from it)
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...
Our house
In the middle of our street
In the middle of our street
Our house
In the middle of our street
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
In the middle of our street
Our house
In the middle of our...
Our house
In the middle of our street
Our house (something tells you that you've got to)
In the middle of our... (move away from it)
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
Whoa, whoa!
Whoa, whoa!
Whoa, whoa!
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...
I remember way back then when everything was true
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
In the middle of our...
Our house
In the middle of our street
Our house
Was our castle and our.
Our house (something tells you that you've got)
In the middle of our street (to get away from it)
Our house (something tells you that you've got to)
In the middle of our... (get away from it)
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...
Our house
In the middle of our street
Credits
Writer(s): Graham Mcpherson, Michael Barson, Christopher John Foreman, Lee Jay Thompson, Daniel Mark Woodgate, Cathal Joseph Smyth, Mark William Bedford
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