| My mother, she was an object
|
| My sister, she was a rook
|
| My father, he was a spider
|
| And my brother is a bug
|
| And I’m just Mr. Inbetween
|
| I’d like you to know just what I mean
|
| My bones are made of solid steel
|
| And my heel is on my hat, and I don’t know where I’m at
|
| My father makes counterfeit money
|
| My mother makes illicit gin
|
| My sister sells kisses to sailor
|
| Oh how the money comes rollin' in
|
| And I’m just Mr. Inbetween
|
| I like you to know what I mean
|
| My bones are made of solid steel
|
| And my heel is on my hat, and I don’t know where I’m at
|
| The magistrate thought I was a communist
|
| The policeman he said I was a bum
|
| Between them they arrested me for drunkness
|
| But I swear I mean no harm to anyone
|
| 'cause I’m just Mr. Inbetween
|
| I like you to know what I mean
|
| My bones are made of solid steel
|
| And my heel is on my hat, and I don’t know where I’m at
|
| Yes I’m just Mr. Inbetween
|
| I’d like you to know what I mean
|
| My bones are made of solid steel
|
| And my heel is on my hat, and I don’t know where I’m at |