My baby´s on the level
I try to read her mind
She´s on the straight and narrow
I´m guessing all the time

But I can´t see the road
If I´m looking at the signs
I´m carrying a load
And stepping out of line

My baby´s on the level
And I try to read her mind
She´s on the straight and narrow
And I´m guessing all the time

Oh well how can I see the road
If I´m looking at the signs
I´m carrying a load
And stepping out of line