Il testo della Middleman

I was sitting in a diner
With a girl named flo
She wouldn't say yes
But she couldn't say no

She said, darling, can i get a middle man?
She was engaged to a fellow
On the lay a way plan
But she carried all her money
In a coffee can

She said, darling, can i get a middle man?
The cook looked over
With a short order face
Dropped a fork
And he saw flo's legs

Straightened his apron
And burnt my eggs
I got competition
Everywhere i go
These days

She was leaning on the juke box
And was lookin' real good
Like natalie wood
On a pontiac hood

I said, darling, i think i need a little hand
Ya see, i've seen my downs
I've seen my ups
I seen miniature dogs
In coffee cups

But darling i ain't never seen a middle man
Flo talked slow
Like real wet paint

She said, a middle man's there
When the other ones ain't
He's got a left handed manner
That leans to the right, sleeps all day
And keeps it up all night

I got an aunt in ohio

And a boat that won't row
Some veterans insurance
And nowhere to go
Darling, can i be your middle man?

If i could get the money in that coffee can?
I could open me up a lemonade stand
Send all the kids off to pakistan
Make flo happy
If i can

Jerry mahoney and johnny b. goode
Are gonna buy me a house in hollywood
Darling i think, i got the perfect plan
We're gonna save half a dollars
And sell 'em to france

Buy us a record
And learn how to dance
And darling, i'll always be your middle
Darling, go buy a griddle
Darling, i wanna be your middle man