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 He's on the television every night People talk about him all the time Makes me wonder what I've been doing all these years To lose that friend of mine He's a made man He wears that badge of honour He's a made man Everything fell right into place He's a made man 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 anymore 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 And gossip won't change the behaviour Of anyone who's got an axe to grind And it won't bring back that friend of mine He's a made man He wears that badge of honour He's a made man Everything fell right into place He's a made man 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 Be 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 that badge of honour He's a made man Everything fell right into place He's a made man 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 He's on the television every night People talk about him all the time Makes me wonder what I've been doing all these years To lose that friend of mine