I say there's nothing wrong with liking a flashy man Flashy man! (Flashy... flashy... flashy... flashy) Flashy man! (Flashy... flashy... flashy... flashy) Leaving all his troubles in a trashcan (Flashy... flashy) Running all his money through Tajikistan (Flashy... flashy... flashy... flashy) (Flashy... flashy... flashy... flashy) He won't apologise 'Cos he's not sorry You're the station wagon To his Ferrari Ain't nothing wrong with a flashy man Son of Sam Flashy man! Every night he has another number one fan He won't apologise 'Cos he's not sorry He's the X-Box To your Atari Look out here comes the flash! (Oh yeah! ) Flash! He's in a predator mode Flashy man! (Flashy... flashy... flashy... flashy) Flashy man! (Flashy... flashy... flashy... flashy) Locking his emotions in a tin can He's hitting all your walls and working the middle Stay up or play like a fiddle Look out here comes a flash! (Flashy... flashy... flashy... flashy)