Текст: Laura Nyro. Flim Flam Man.

Hands off the man, the flim flam man
His mind is up his sleeve
And his talk is make believe
Oh Lord, the man's a fraud, he's flim flam man
He?s so cagey, he?s a flim flam man

Hands off the man, the flim flam man
He's the one in the Trojan horse
Making out like he's Santa Claus
Oh Lord, the man's a fraud, he's a flim flam man
He's a fox, he's a flim flam man

Everybody wants him, the people and the police
And all the pretty ladies disarm
Oh oh yeah, the beautiful gent, you know he has hardly a cent
He pays his monthly rent with daily charm

Hands off the man, the flim flam man
His mind is up his sleeve
And his talk is make believe
Oh Lord, the man's a fraud, he's flim flam man

He?s so cagey, he's an artist
He's a fox, he's a flim flam man
Don't believe him, he's a flim flam man
Ole road runner, he's a oh no
Oh don't believe him, he's a no, no
Don't believe him, he's a no
Don't believe