In the middle of nowhere at my own home address In a city of a million I can't find a place to rest Every street has a name and number but I got lost somehow I guess In the middle of nowhere at my own home address A familiar face I cannot find no they're all strangers to me They offer advice and they offer it twice but they don't offer it for free Like the wind howlin' and the dogs growlin' I'm not sure what I heard I asked them for directions but couldn't understand a single word Little darlin' won't you be my neighbor little darlin' won't you be my friend Can I borrow a cup of sugar and the holes in your pants I will mend And if you've ever got nothin' to do and lots of time to do it in Meet me in the middle of nowhere and I'll surely let you in