He's a shady guy,
a notorious heart breaker.
If you have a girl,
he probably will take her.

He's a friend of mine,
and a friend of yours.
That's all I can tell you,
I don't know much more.

He's a shady guy,
he has a million faces.
He's a quick litter ******,
he can be in a million places.

He can be invisible,
when he wants to get away.
And he'll make some noise,
when he wants to stay.

His cheap breath mints,
and cologne can persuade.
So can his jacket,
leather, suede.

He's even got,
his own style.
Oh what we'd give,
to walk a mile in his shoes.

The sad part is,
he's just like you and me.
There's nothing special about him,
he's ordinary.

But there's no way,
you could ever tell,
by his fancy sports car,
parked at the hotel.