I'm Finding It Harder To Be a Gentleman

Well I'm finding it harder

To be a gentleman every day

All the manners that I've been taught

Have slowly died away

But if I held the door open for you

It would make your day

You think that I care

About me and only me

When every single girl needs help

Climbing up a tree

Well I know it don't take much

To satisfy me

Maybe it's whatever's in my head

That's distracting me

But if I could find emotion

To stimulate devotion

Well then you'd see

Well I'm finding it hard to say

That I need you twenty times a day

I feel comfortable so baby why

Don't you feel the same?

Have a doctor come and visit us

And tell us which one is sane

I never said I wouldn't

Throw my jacket in the mud for you

But my father gave it to me so

Maybe I should carry you

Then you said

"You almost dropped me"

So then I did

And I got mud on my shoes