paroles de chanson He's a Fly Guy - Curtis Mayfield

Down from the bar
There's a platform stage
People primpin' pimping
Sharp as razor blades
In from the street
While the little people stare
It's all about the style
And the clothes you wear
He's a fly guy (He's a fly guy)
He's a fly guy, ain't nothing 'bout him shy
He's a fly guy (He's a fly guy), he don't even bat an eye
He's a fly guy
Harden in the face
You know not to annoy
Sweatin' his expression
Is your tears of joy
The look hе's got is fire hot
To say the least
Most girls would likе to feast
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He's a fly guy (He's a fly guy)
He's a fly guy (He's a fly guy), ain't nothing 'bout him shy
He's a fly guy (He's a fly guy), he don't even bat an eye

A pleaser, not a teaser
Is how he finish his day
Deals with chicks and fix the tricks
As long as they pay
Like a nightmare of pain
If you know what I mean
Screams of laughter, running after
His own self esteem
He's a fly guy, no one can deny
He's a fly guy, nothing 'bout him shy
He's a fly guy, he don't even bat a eye
He's a fly guy

Don't sucker me, just let me be
My own kind of man
Watch what you screw, what you do
And how you attend
What can you say, some kind of way
He conquers defeat
He's here to stay, game of the day
Is Street selling meat
He's a fly guy, no one can deny
He's a fly guy, ain't nothing 'bout him shy
He's a fly guy, you don't even bat a eye
He's a fly guy