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I never paid him much attention

He was a private kind of man


He never gave a lot away to me

But he must have had it all

Laid out from the start

Now he's on the television every night

People talk about him all the time

It makes me wonder what I've been doing

all these years

To lose that friend of mine



He's a made man

He wears the badge of honour

Everything fell right into place

He's got the numbers to prove it

And the girl on his arm has perfect taste



People come and go in your life

I don't care much any more

I count my friends on one hand at a time

Try to keep the wolf from the door

What goes around comes around every time

Gossip won't change the behaviour

Of anyone who's got an axe to grind

It won't bring back that friend of mine



He's a made man

He wears the badge of honour

Everything fell right into place

He's got the numbers to prove it

And the girl on his arm has perfect taste



So if you've got that midas touch

Br careful not to care too much

For friends just have that certain way

Of holding on too long



He's a made man

He wears the badge of honour

Everything fell right into place

He's got the numbers to prove it

And the girl on his arm has perfect taste



I never paid him much attention

He was a private kind of man

He never gave a lot away to me

But he must have had it all

Laid out from the start

Now he's on the television every night

People talk about him all the time

It makes me wonder

what I've been doing all these years

To lose that friend of mine

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