"Man On The Side" lyrics

"Man On The Side"

Six numbers, one more to dial before I'm before you
I tried to call, been busy all night
Gave up waiting at daylight

Excuse me Mrs. Busy Body
Could you pencil me in when you can?
Though we both know that the worst part about it
Is I would be free when you wanted me, if you wanted me

I am the man on the side
Hoping you make up your mind
I am the one who will swallow his pride
Life as the man on the side

One of the many, one of the few
To stand back and wait for you

Excuse me, Mrs. Busy Body
Could you pencil me in when you can?
Though we both know that the worst part about it
Is I would be free when you wanted me, if you wanted me

I am the man on the side
Hoping you make up your mind
I am the one who will swallow his pride
Life as the man on the side

I said, "Life as the man on the side."

I fell in love with the dream that I built of you
Playing the part of the queen
Taking my own advice
I'm giving up tonight
Good luck to you and the king

I am the man on the side
Hoping you make up your mind
I am the one who will swallow his pride
Life as the man
I said, "Life as the man..."
I said, "Life as the man on the side."


Writer(s): John Mayer, Douglas Cook
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