Karen Zoid Gentleman's Song
I know a boy who cuts his own hair
Iron his pants and pulls out the chair for me
He will always have time of day
He insists he has no middle name
All the time, so we gave him one ourselves
So he would never be mistaken with anyone else
Was it whiskey, was it water
Why don't you?
Still I remember the night we baptised the gentleman.
The one who opens the door, opens the door for me (x4)
Always selfconscious about what he wears
Needs his father to show that he cares
Table manners but he's always flirting
He rather keeps quiet than show that he's hurting
We used to rip him off, we even wrote a song
It doesn't seem right anymore now that he is gone
The words were to crass, and the chords were too
strong.
I wore my lipstick and perfume
To write the gentleman's song
The one who opens the door, opens the door for me (x4)
His love is like a flower
Love is the train
Love is the desire
We're trying to stick in each refrain
Love goes next to peace
but love is stuck in pain
You better take a little time
Go drink a little wine
He's a friend of mine
We had our good and bad times
Yes he knows the sun will shine on him
If his heart is kind
But girl is looking out even if your love is blind
Make you nervous when you meet them
You can see it in his eyes
This one who'll open the door, open the door for me
(x4)
Aiiii....
He's a gentleman
Aiiii....
With two blistered hands
Aiiii....
Crying yes I am
Aiiii.... Aiiii....
Aiiii....
Lead this gypsey band
Aiiii....
All across the land
Aiiii....
Have no 5 year plan
Aiiii....
Aiiii....
Aiiii....
The one who opens the door, opens the door for me (x4)
