Too Fancy Songtext
von Debbie Gibson

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 okay
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 have some dreams
I like a man who can understand
Simplicity
Don′t want ′em finely tuned
'Cause quirky men are cool
The Concords′ 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