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He likes Armani suits
To wear with ties of silk
Bought a herd of cows
To milk his own milk
I like his heart of gold, his personality
He's just too fancy for me

He's got a Cartier and a Mercedes Benz
And that was all ok
When we were only friends
But when we're on a date
It's all too plain to see
He's just too fancy for me

I like a man who can roll up his jeans
And wade in the water
And still has some dreams
I like a man who can understand
Simplicity

Don't want 'em finely tuned
Cause quirky men are cool
The Concorde's caviar
Ain't like Balducci's food
Those thousand dollar suits
May suit society
But they're just too fancy for me

Give me a fishing boat
Give me a wide eyed grin
Don't even try to gloat
Cause you won't even win

Don't want the courtside seats
I want my nose to bleed
He's just too fancy for me
He's just too fancy for me
He likes Armani suits   To wear with ties of silk   Bought a herd of cows   To milk his own milk   I like his heart of gold, his personality   He's just too fancy for me      He's got a Cartier and a Mercedes Benz   And that was all ok   When we were only friends   But when we're on a date   It's all too plain to see   He's just too fancy for me      I like a man who can roll up his jeans   And wade in the water   And still has some dreams   I like a man who can understand   Simplicity      Don't want 'em finely tuned   Cause quirky men are cool   The Concorde's caviar   Ain't like Balducci's food   Those thousand dollar suits   May suit society   But they're just too fancy for me      Give me a fishing boat   Give me a wide eyed grin   Don't even try to gloat   Cause you won't even win      Don't want the courtside seats   I want my nose to bleed   He's just too fancy for me   He's just too fancy for me