Well I'm finding it harderto be a gentleman every dayall the manners that I've been taughthave slowly died awaybut
if I held the door open for youIt wouldnt make your dayYou think that I careabout me and only mewhen every single girl nee
ds helpclimbing up a treewell I know it don't take muchto satisfy meMaybe it's whatever's in my headthat's distracting me
but if i could find emotionto stimulate devotionwell then you'd seeWell I'm finding it hard to saythat I need you twenty
times a dayI feel comfortable so baby whydon't you feel the same?have a doctor come and visit usand tell us which one is sa
neI never said I wouldn'tThrow my jacket in the mud for youbut my father gave it to me somaybe I should carry youthen you
said