Listenin´ to your old CDs In your old gray truck And I´m not so quick to trust But your green eyes make me blush Late nights, and the midnight sky
On Mulholland drive And I think it might be love Or close enough
And I start to think you´re heaven-sent God must be picking favorites How are you this perfect? Guess I´m not used to gentlemen And I know it´s just the basics But I love the way that you
Pick me up, hold the door Say I´m yours and then hold my hand in public Drive an hour, buy me flowers Kiss me now ´cause you know I fucking love it Fix my hair, the little things that show you care No, I´m not used to such a gentleman I think I love a gentleman
LA when the night gets cold And I´ll wear your coat ´Cause you said it´s mine to keep And it looks so good on me Picnic on a sunset beach For the first date please I think it might be love Or at least that´s what it seems
And I start to think you´re heaven-sent God must be picking favorites How are you this perfect? Guess I´m not used to gentlemen And I know it´s just the basics But I love the way that you
Pick me up, hold the door
Say I´m yours and then hold my hand in public Drive an hour, buy me flowers Kiss me now ´cause you know I fucking love it Fix my hair, the little things that show you care No, I´m not used to such a gentleman I think I love a gentleman
The way you´re kissin´ my lips In the rain, think I´m dying Like some dumb cliché But you know that I like it They say chivalry is dead But I think you revived it So classic, it´s magic I´m crazy for the way you
Pick me up, hold the door Say I´m yours and then hold my hand in public
Drive an hour, buy me flowers Kiss me now ´cause you know I fucking love it Fix my hair, the little things that show you care No, I´m not used to such a gentleman I think I love a gentleman
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