20 lyrics for "Man in the middle, the middle, the middle"
Alexander Hamilton In New York you can be a new man What's your name, man? In New York you can be a new man How does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore And a Scotsman, dropped in the middle of a forgotten spot In the Caribbean by providence impoverished
PlaySometimes, in the middle of the night, I can feel you again And I know why we had to say goodbye Like the back of my hand And I just miss you, and I just wish you were a better man If you were a better man But I just miss you, and I just wish you were a
PlayThe office door closed early The hidden bottle came out The salesman turned to close the blinds A little slow now, a little stout But he's still heading down those tracks Any day now for sure Another day as drab as today Is more than a man can endure
PlayIf you're looking for trouble Because I'm evil, my middle name is misery Well I'm evil, so don't you mess around with me I'm evil, evil, evil, as can be You came to the right place Just look right in my face I was born standing up And talking back My
PlayShe loves a violin, I love a fiddle We go separate ways but we meet in the middle Don't see eye to eye but we're hand in hand A blue blooded woman and a redneck man The lady I love loves silk and satin She was raised uptown with a silver spoon Well, I
PlayGod must be busy That anchor man says the fight began Somewhere in the Middle East, world prays for peace There's a single mom just got laid off when they lost a job To some foreign hands, some faraway land Last night in Oklahoma some twister took
PlayGive me love, give me love, give me love, give me love Peace be still Give me love, give me love, give me love (Give me love) Stuck in the middle of Broadway Between a heaven and a deep blue sea There was a time I was a good man Now I'm drowning in my
PlaySomehow we always get stuck in the middle What a terrible thing for you to do What an awful thing for you to say But someone plays evil tricks on that kid But don't we all, don't we just got to give a little time Maybe give a friend a call instead of
PlayAnd I think I'll blow my brains Think happy thoughts Well let's go back to The middle of the day That starts it all. I can't begin to let You know just what I'm feeling. And now these red ones make me fly And the blue ones help me fall
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