When the mirror reflects all your greed, when your hairline is starting to recede

When your suiting won’t disguise your belly, when your wife says your body feels like jelly

Don’t let the haters let you lose that swagger, the way you feel isn’t cloak and dagger

You don’t need to diet or read a self help book, you gotta love the way you look

The Roman Empire wasn’t built on restraint, if you’re hungry tuck in

Don’t hesitate, I’m tired of health food, fed up of treadmills, for a butter finger, oh lord,I’d kill

Don’t let the haters let you lose that swagger, the way you feel isn’t cloak and dagger

You don’t need to diet or read a self help book, you gotta love the way you look

I can’t figure out what’s been a faster rise, the rate of my hair loss or my trouser size

Yeah the years haven’t been too kind, I will admit my jawline

Could be more defined

Don’t let the haters let you lose that swagger, the way you feel isn’t cloak and dagger

You don’t need to diet or read a self help book, you gotta love the way you look

I won’t let the haters let me lose that swagger, the way I feel isn’t cloak and dagger

I may need to diet but food tastes just too damn good, so I just love the way I look

I just love the way I look, I just love the way I look, I just love the way I look