Middle Man

It’s the purses and the dresses
And some of it’s her friends
Well I keep on thinking of it
So I keep bringing it up again
With a line for every reason
An olive in the glass
Maybe the best moments have passed

I’m gettin older I’m getting weirder
I think all of you are on to me
One way or another
I’m getttin harder, harder to understand
Am I just a middle man
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah

It’s the complicated stories
The ones she always tells
With the ex’s and the lawyers
And the rat she always smells
She talks about the surgery
How this one’s gonna last
Maybe the best moments have passed