Plain Clothes Gentleman

(Oh)
(Oh Rosie)

My Rosie
Scratch my back
Then she break it
My Rosie holds the leash to love
That something
That she promised me
So long ago
Gets rolled into
The things that I'll never know

But if she's got the answer
Then why's it so

What she needs is a
Plain clothes gentleman
What she needs is a
Plain clothes gentleman
Who I am is a
Who I am
What she needs is a
Plain clothes man

My Rosie
Needs a man
Who's gonna sit down and do it
My Rosie
Wants a stone cold
Sharp dressed shooter
But I swear
They're gonna
Get hip tomorrow
Don't ya know it
Even if they gotta
Beg steal or borrow

If she's got the answer
Then why's it so

What she needs is a
Plain clothes gentleman
What she needs is a
Plain clothes gentleman
Who I am is a
Who I am
What she needs is a
Plain clothes man

(Woah woah no)

(Woohoo)

What she needs is a
Plain clothes gentleman
What she needs is a
Plain clothes gentleman
Who I am is a
Who I am
What she needs is a
Plain clothes man

The clothes could make a man
The clothes could make a man

Toss the tux mama
Wontcha know it now



Credits
Writer(s): Jeffrey Chmielewski, Nicholas Clement Barone, Carson Thomas Maccagnone, Angelo Joseph Coppola, Michael Glen Moody, Evan Daniel Mercer, Michael Bermudez
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