Well, I don't know how I got here so tight,
I got the feeling that I'm in for the night.
I'm so cramped I'm getting caught by my hair,
And I'm wondering how to get some more air.
Toes to the left of me, kneecaps to the right,
Here I am, stuck in a fiddle with you.

Yes, I'm stuck in a fiddle with you,
And I'm wondering what it is I should do.
It's so hard to keep these strings off my face;
losing control, yeah, we've used all the space.
Toes to the left of me, kneecaps to the right,
here I am, stuck in a fiddle with you.

Well, you started off with out me,
and you're so proud that you've got in.
And my friends they all came pushin',
Slapped me on the back and say, "squeeze,
squeeze."

Trying to us fit in at all,
but I can see it made no sense at all.
It was cruel to squeeze in s'more.
Well, I don't think I can take anymore.
Toes to the left of me, kneecaps to the right,
here I am, stuck in a fiddle with you.

Well, you started out with out me,
and you're so proud that you've got in.
And my friends they all came pushin',
slapped me on the back and say, "squeeze,
squeeze."

Yeah, I don't know how I got in so tight,
I got the feeling that I'm in for the night.
I'm so cramped I'm getting caught by my hair
and I'm wondering how to get some more air.
Toes to the left of me, kneecaps to the right,
here I am, stuck in a fiddle with you.

Yes I'm, stuck a fiddle with you,
Stuck in a fiddle you,
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you.