[Intro] Good day, ladies and gentlemen. Before we continue... Permit me... a most distinguished flex. [Verse 1] I tipped my hat at the butcher's stall, Then hit a front pose, shocking them all. The bus rolled up, I paid my fare, Then flared my lats with noble flair. The cashier blinked, the baker sighed, I side-chest posed with gentlemanly pride. The postman bowed, the dentist frowned, My calves applauded from the ground. [Pre-Chorus] Some shake hands. Some simply wave. I tighten every muscle That Providence gave. [Chorus] Flex for the butcher! Flex for the Queen! Flex where no gentleman Ever has been! Biceps! Triceps! Delts on display! Glutes of distinction, Hip-hip, hooray! Rear double biceps! Lat spread supreme! Everyday life Is a bodybuilding dream! [Verse 2] My mother rolled her patient eyes, My ex said, "Still?"... to no surprise. The headmaster paused his speech, I hit a vacuum, peak to peak. The priest said, "Peace be with you, son." I whispered, "Observe... contraction." The plumber surfaced from below, I flexed my quads. He muttered, "No." A fellow on the corner looked completely lost, I struck a side triceps regardless of the cost. [Bridge] Airport security scanned my case. I offered them my "most symmetrical" face. The flight attendant poured my tea, I flexed politely in row 23. A police officer shouted, "Sir! Stand back!" I replied, "One rear lat spread... Then I'll unpack." [Chorus] Flex for the butcher! Flex for the priest! Flex for the copper! Flex for the beast! Forearms! Serratus! Hamstrings of steel! Every contraction A work of appeal! Good manners. Good posture. One final decree... A gentleman Never... Leaves... Without... A victory pose.
