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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeMan In The Middle
Like an inventorHe is a symbol of a new ageHe glides above the realmsOf you and meHe flows through your lifeAnd makes you feel quite smallYou may sit up in your chairHe doesn't care at allHe's the man in the middleYou can tell which way he laysHe's the man in the middleAnd he realisesAnd he realisesAnd he realisesBeauty paysHis gowns come from parisOccasionally from romeHe can go anywhereSay back to his homeHe flows through your lifeAnd makes you feel quite smallFlashing to the white collarsHa, he doesn't care at allHe's the man in the middleYou can tell which way he laysHe's the man in the middleAnd he realisesAnd he realisesAnd he realisesBeauty paysPlease...He's the man in the middleYou can tell which way he laysHe's the man in the middleAnd he realisesAnd he realisesAnd he realisesBeauty paysHe's the man in the middleYou can tell which way he laysHe's the man in the middleAnd he realisesAnd he realisesAnd he realisesBeauty paysPlease...
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