Lyrics Nothin' Suits Me Like a Suit - Neil Patrick Harris, How I Met Your Mother Cast

Nothin' Suits Me Like a Suit

I know what you’re thinking:
What’s Barney been drinking?
That girl was smoking hot
Yes, I could’ve nailed her
But no it’s not a failure
'Cause there’s one thing she is not
To score a 10 would be just fine
But I’d rather be dressed to the nines!
It’s a truth you can’t refute
Nothing suits me like a suit
Picture a world where all the boys and girls
Are impeccably well-dressed
That delivery guy in a jacket and tie
That puppy in a double breast
That 80's dude with mutton chops
That baby with a lolly pop
That lady cop who’s kinda cute
Nothing suits 'em like a suit
Suits!
Wingman I can wear!
Suits!
They’re, oh, so debonair!
Suits!
The perfect way to snare
A girl with daddy issues!
Suits!
In navy, blue or black!
Check out this perfect rack!
I want to give them a squeeze
Oh, really?
Then answer these questions if you please:
What would you do if you had to choose
Between your suits and a pot of gold?
Suits
What would you say
If you gave your suits away
And in return you’d never grow old?
Suits
What would you pick?
One million chicks
Or a single three-piece suit?
It’s moot!
What if world peace were within your reach—
Alalalalalah— I’m gonna stop you right there.
It’s suits
Come on, Lily.
Get your head out of your ass
(sung)
Two!
Three!
Four!
Girls will go and girls will come
But there’s only one absolute
Every bro on the go needs to know
That there’s no accepted substitute
I’m sorry, suits, let’s make amends
My Sunday Best are my best friends!
Send Casual Friday down the laundry chute!
'Cause nothing suits the
Undisputed
Oft-saluted
Suitor of repute
Like a…
Wait for it…
Suit!
Nothing suits him like a suit
(Like a suit, like a suit, like a suit, like a suit)