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)
