Man In The Middle lyrics

Did you see that man in the limousine

with the pretty blond?, he is fifty and the girl’s only seventeen;

but she doesn’t care, and she never will;

if he’s ninety-five, she don’t give a damn,

just as long as he pays the bill.

Did you see that man with a fat cigar?,

he just left his lunch with a belly full of lobster and caviar,

he can choose the wine from a vintage year,

he will drink champagne in his limousine

when the rest of us drink a beer.

’Cause he’s the man in the middle, never second fiddle,

just like a spider in a cobweb,

hard as a hammer, not the kind of boss you double-cross.

’Cause he’s the man in the middle, knows the way to diddle,

he’s never bothered by his conscience.

Deals with the Devil, ’cause he wants to be

man in the middle, the middle, the middle.

(In the middle, middle, middle, middle, middle…)

But you see, that man made a big mistake,

even though he’s got all his servants and a mansion beside a lake,

and the money too, all that he can spend,

he can buy the most, nearly anything,

but he can’t buy an honest friend.

’Cause he’s the man in the middle, never second fiddle,

just like a spider in a cobweb,

hard as a hammer, not the kind of boss you double-cross.

’Cause he’s the man in the middle, knows the way to diddle,

he’s never bothered by his conscience.

Deals with the Devil, ’cause he wants to be

man in the middle, the middle, the middle.

(In the middle, middle, middle, middle, middle…)