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
Hes just too fancy for me

Hes got a cartier and a mercedes benz
And that was all ok
When we were only friends
But when were on a date
Its all too plain to see
Hes 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

Dont want em finely tuned
Cause quirky men are cool
The concordes caviar
Aint like balduccis food
Those thousand dollar suits
May suit society
But theyre just too fancy for me

Give me a fishing boat
Give me a wide eyed grin
Dont even try to gloat
Cause you wont even win

Dont want the courtside seats
I want my nose to bleed
Hes just too fancy for me
Hes just too fancy for me