Where there's a broken heart over a breakup I am always standing by With the convenient shoulder to lean on On which a girl can comfortably cry If there's ever any problem I am quickly on the scene Where all the ladies like to call me Mr. In-Between I've grown accustomed to this name given Not bothered all that much I'm always ready for the rebound With my bag of tenderness and love Filling a much needed position In today's society Someone here to sooth and give a listen Mr. In-Between Not concerned with being the first choice Sometimes not even the second or third Though I often have the last voice When Mr. Prefect turns out to be a jerk I'm always willing and able Just waiting in the wing Ready to give it all that I've got Mr. In-Between