Hands Off the Man (Flim Flam Man) Songtext
von Peggy Lipton

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

Hands off the man flim flam man
He′s born on Trojan horse
Making out like a Santa Claus
Oh, Lord the man′s a frog
He's a flim flam man
He′s a farce
He's a flim flam man


Everybody wants him
The people and their police
And all the pretty ladies disarm
Woah, woah, yeah
You don′t cross him
His marks aren't worth a cent
He pays his monthly rent
In daily charm

Hands off the man flim flam man
His mind is up his sleeve
And his talk is make-believe
Oh, Lord the man′s a frog
He's a flim flam man
He's a farce
He′s a flim flam man
He′s so cagey
He's a flim flam man
Flim flam man
Oh, Lord, Lord, Lord
Flim flam man
Flim flam man.