Man In The Middle - ABBA

Did you see that man in the limousine?

With the pretty girl, 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

While 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, 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 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, in the middle, in the middle…