Right. The protagonist finds herself in the middle of the road, in more ways than one: already well under way in the journey, and it turns out the “middle” way is no easy street either: it allows you to see all the things that are wrong, and to realize you have your hands full merely surviving.
That aside, though, Chrissie Hynde with her pants behind her is quite a pleasant notion to contemplate…
If I were a woman and musician, and I found myself at the middle of my life, single, with a baby to take care of and dumped by the (alleged) superstar dad, with half of my original band dead from overdose, and with a history of prostitution, abuse and being raped by bikers recorded in my earlier hits, then I think that I’d be just happy if the world and I could just live and let live. I might keep a better eye on my pants though.
Pants and the world pants with you, but Hynde and you Hynde alone. 
Chrissie Hynde went to my high school.
Well, she’s older than me, so I guess I went to hers.
–Cliffy
I have her in a tie with Debbie Harry.
DH wins every time…but only before Rock & Roll took its toll on her. Ever seen her in the movie, “Videodrome?” hot hot hot…
But not now. Trust me. I saw ‘Blondie’ on one of their ‘comeback’ shows several years ago.
It wasn’t pretty. Nor was she blonde, curiously.
Nor was she ever. Naturally, at least. Her hair was dark brown at one time.
Dude. It’s John Fogerty. OK?
You misunderstand. I meant, I want to be tied up with Chrissie and Debbie.
. . . and Dan Fogelberg.
Yup. John Fogerty informed us of the bathroom on the right.
Dan Fogleberg will love you longer than there are fishes in the ocean.
And it sure does sound like Chrissie’s pants are behind her when I hear the song.
I thought DH’s head was too big for her body (back when Blondie was ‘big’).
Chrissie was too old for me in the 80s, but in the 90s she turned into a MILF. Surprising how the older one gets, the greater a range in woman he likes. My friends and I comment on this often.
Now Joan Jett had it going. Plus she could probably kick both their asses.
Yes, and then he wanted to know “Have you ever seen Lorraine?”
A man after my own heart-you’re a fan of menage a trois: “Life would be ecstasy, you and me and Leslie” 