Middle Man

I was sitting in a diner
With a girl named flo
She wouldnt say yes
But she couldnt 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 flos 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, Ive seen my downs
Ive seen my ups
I seen miniature dogs
In coffee cups
But darling I aint never seen a middle man

Flo talked slow
Like real wet paint
She said
A middle mans there
When the other ones aint
Hes 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 wont row
Some veterans insurance
And nowhere to go
Darling, can I be your middle man?

(spoken)
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
Were gonna save half a dollars
And sell em to france
Buy us a record
And learn how to dance
And darling Ill always be your middle
Darling go buy a griddle
Darling I wanna be your middle man