Gentlemen

Gentlemen come and gentlemen call
Little girls run and little girls fall
Liberation of the women after all
Unless she's dying in the red hot sun

Little boys cry and little boys yell
Little boys lie and little boys tell
Gentlemen, gentlemen treat you well
Unless you're loving in the red light, hon

Can you listen?
Ca-can you listen?
Men and women
Me-men and women of the world
Won't you save the girls from
Gentlemen

He's dressed like Sinatra, he's dressed so well
He looks like a charmer but he'll put you through hell
He'll buy you until you are his to sell
And leave you dying when he's done

Little girls coming at your door
"I'lll treat you real good
Come back for more"
Gentlemen, gentlemen you adore
And then he'll go and find another one

I believe in
I-I believe in
Abolition, a-abolition of the term
I can confirm, that it's just
All a mission for-for submission by
Television, te-television, it's absurd
There's no real world
Gentlemen

Here comes a candle to light you to bed
Here comes a liar to fill you with dread
Here comes a chopper to chop off your head
Gentlemen, gentlemen leave you for dead

Are you impassioned or are you impressed?
Did he seem perfect and did you feel blessed?
He made you feel worthless, he left you undressed
Gentlemen, gentlemen couldn't care less

Here comes a candle to light you to bed
Here comes a liar to fill you with dread
Here comes a chopper to chop off your head
Gentlemen, gentlemen leave you for dead

Are you impassioned or are you impressed?
Did he seem perfect and did you feel blessed?
He made you feel worthless, he left you undressed
Gentlemen, gentlemen couldn't care less
Gentlemen, gentlemen couldn't care less
Gentlemen, gentlemen couldn't care less
Gentlemen, gentlemen fear where they tread
Gentlemen, gentlemen leave you for dead
Gentlemen, gentlemen couldn't care less
Gentlemen, gentlemen couldn't care less
Gentlemen, gentlemen couldn't care less

Gentlemen come and gentlemen call
Little girls run and little girls fall
Gentlemen, gentlemen you adore
Ow!

Men and women, me-men and women
Can you listen, ca-can you listen?
Spread the word, won't you save the girls?
I believe in, I-I believe in
Abolition, a-abolition of the term
There's no real world
He's dressed like Sinatra
You think he's a charmer
You better think harder
'Cause gentlemen leave you for dead



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Writer(s): Hex Poseur
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