I’m Finding It Harder to Be a Gentleman (live at the Gold Dollar, June 7, 2001)
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⏱️ 2:49 duration
🆔 ID: 23332093
📜 Lyrics
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 wouldn't 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 hand 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, tell us which one is sane
Well you think that I'd sell the summer jacket in the mud for you
Well my father gave it to me so maybe I should carry you
But then you said you almost dropped me so then I did
And I got mud on my shoes
All the manners that I've been taught have slowly died away
But if I held the door open for you it wouldn't 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 hand 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, tell us which one is sane
Well you think that I'd sell the summer jacket in the mud for you
Well my father gave it to me so maybe I should carry you
But then you said you almost dropped me so then I did
And I got mud on my shoes