Flashy Man

Running all his money through Tajikistan
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!
Flash!
Flashy man!
Flashy man!
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!