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 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 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) --- Man in the Middle - ABBA