Man In The Middle

Did you see that man in the limousine

With the pretty doll, 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 lovers with a belly full of lobster and caviar

He can choose the wine from a vintage year

He will drink champagne in his limousine

Where the rest of the street can peer

'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 (in the middle, in the 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 the lot, his 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 (in the middle, in the middle...)