Jet - Master of Bargains Lyrics

In a small town
There lived a man named Mark Trout
He didn't care about the latest trends or what's en vogue
From the humblest beginnings
He was raised pickin' pineapples
Now he's the master of bargains
He knows how to save it all (oh-yeah)
Mark Trout
The savviest one in town (ooh, Mark Trout)
He buys expired chips and broken cars
Never lets a deal slip away (never let it slip away)
Mark Trout
The frugal king we adore (ooh, Mark Trout)
Leaf blowers and printers from Bid
He's got it all
He's got it all (he's got it all)
He walks the aisles of thrift stores
Searching for hidden gold
He's got an eye for treasure
His savings cannot be sold
From yard sales to discount bins
He never pays full price
Mark Trout
The modern-day hero
With a budget that's so tight (ooh-yeah)