FILL IN THE GAPS WITH PREPOSITIONS
Father wears his Sunday best
Mother's tired she needs a rest
The kids are playing downstairs
Sister's sighing in her sleep
Brother's got a date to keep
He can't hang [?]

Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our

Our house it has a crowd
There's always something happening
And it's usually quite loud
Our mum she's so house-proud
Nothing ever slows her
And a mess is not allowed

Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our

Our house, in the middle of our street
(Something tells you)
(That you've got to get from it)
Our house, in the middle of our

Father gets late for work
Mother has to iron his shirt
Then she sends the kids to school
Sees them [?] with a small kiss
She's the one they're going to miss
In lots of ways

[Instrumental Interlude]

Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our

I remember way back then when
Everything was true and 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 [?] us
Two dreamers

Father wears his Sunday best
Mother's tired she needs a rest
The kids are playing [?] downstairs
Sister's sighing in her sleep
Brother's got a date to keep
He can't hang

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