It's Hard To Be A Gentleman - Jamie Lenman

Baby, why don’t you tell me the truth?

What is the worst I could do;

Tell you that I understand

More than your man?

Darling, I don’t pretend to know why

You can’t even look me in my good eye

But I know that you

Could see right through

Naked shoulder blades and swollen glands

Sweaty fingers when we’re holding hands

And I will always do the best I can

But it’s hard to be a gentleman

So, baby

Whether it’s boozed at the bar

Or here in the front of your car

We are…

I regret;

As close as we’ll get