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)