Gentlemen - L.O.C.

Slå kraven op, tryk metallet ned

Flå dem til siden, og tag livet af samvittigheden

Glem sedler, du har gudesmuk validitet

Jo, vi ku' svøb sengen ind i profanitet

Skræddersyet, nålestribet — tjek uniformen

Hold døren, træk stolen ud og knep hende ordentligt

Lad mig vise dig hvordan man binder et slips

Jeg ku' gå til fadet ligesom bon appétit

Har en distinkt smag for intense kvinder

Dit pulsslag matcher hele verden, når den flimrer

Og hendes opgivende blik si’r det hele

De der drengerøve de' bare ik' gode til det

Så hvor' alle gentlemændene henne?

Vi' for få oppe i baren lige nu

Hvor' alle gentlemændene henne?

Dem der behandler kvinder som man burde

Så hvor' alle gentlemændene henne?

Vi' for få oppe i baren lige nu

Hvor' alle gentlemændene henne?

Dem der behandler kvinder som man burde

Jeg ved det' sjældent, du løber ind i gentlemen

For der' kun umodne drenge, der hvor du fester henne

Og jeg behøver ik' fortælle, jeg ik' en af dem

For hvad der sker imellem os, bli’r kun nævnt når vi ses igen

Vi' så Aston Martin — besejrer bjergsider

Sipper nektar, de små drenge burde komme videre

De hvisker søde ingenting, for det' alt de har

Det plejede at være fuck, men nu det alt sammen kaviar

Det plejede at være nok bare at snak' lidt

Men fuck 'em, deres tomme ord gør ingenting for hende

La Perla-beklædt, men ellers nøgen, hun er ligeglad

Og hun er så cool, at jeg er vandkæmmet og pigeglad

Bare så længe jeg ligger lortet for hun ved, hvor det fører hen

Og vi er for længst forbi hvor det' alt andet end nemt

Ja, i nat er det bare os, så fuck dem

En god kvinde genkender en genteman

Så hvor' alle gentlemændene henne?

Vi' for få oppe i baren lige nu

Hvor' alle gentlemændene henne?

Dem der behandler kvinder som man burde

Så hvor' alle gentlemændene henne?

Vi' for få oppe i baren lige nu

Hvor' alle gentlemændene henne?

Dem der behandler kvinder som man burde

Open the collar, press the metal down

Peel them to the side and take the life of the conscience

Forget banknotes, you have goddamn validity

Yes, we could wrap the bed in profanity

Tailor-made, needle-striped - check the uniform

Hold the door, pull out the chair and fuck her properly

Let me show you how to tie a tie

I could go to the dish like bon appétit

Has a distinct taste for intense women

Your heart rate matches the whole world when it flickers

And her resigned look says it all

Those boy robbers are 'just not' good at it

So where 'all the gentlemen?

We're getting up at the bar right now

Where are all the gentlemen?

Those who treat women as one should

So where 'all the gentlemen?

We're getting up at the bar right now

Where are all the gentlemen?

Those who treat women as one should

I know 'rarely do you run into gentlemen

Because there '' only immature boys where you party her

And I do not have to tell, I'm not one of them

Because what happens between us is only mentioned when we meet again

We've seen Aston Martin - defeating mountain sides

Sipping nectar, the little boys should move on

They whisper sweet nothing, for that 'all they have

It used to be fuck, but now it's all caviar

It used to be enough just to talk a little

But fuck 'em, their empty words do nothing for her

La Perla-clad, but otherwise naked, she does not care

And she's so cool I'm water combed and girly

Just as long as I'm lying shit because she knows where it's going

And we're long gone where it's anything but easy

Yes, tonight it's just us, so fuck them

A good woman recognizes a genteman

So where 'all the gentlemen?

We're getting up at the bar right now

Where are all the gentlemen?

Those who treat women as one should

So where 'all the gentlemen?

We're getting up at the bar right now

Where are all the gentlemen?

Those who treat women as one should