Classic Masher

Saw you coming my way, put my nose in a book
Some crap that you gave me or something that I took
Man, he looked so good it had to be ooze leather
He’s so together oozing like I never could
I bet he’s a classic masher
He toot toots when he likes the view
Tête-à-tête with his haberdasher
They talk boots while they’re laughing at you
He’s playing dumb, you’re looking at clothes
Straightening his hat, Mr. Shnook ho-hum
I shoulda shook his hand I never used to feel bad
Never felt so blue, guess I never amused you
I bet he’s a classic masher
He toot toots when he likes the view
Tête-à-tête with his haberdasher
They talk boots while they’re laughing at you
They talk boots while they’re laughing at you (x8)