It’s Hard To Be A Gentleman - Live In London

Lyrics

[Spoken Intro] So uh, on Saturday, I think it was, it was Record Store Day and I had a single out, new single out Which is good, and I'm gonna play that single And I'd like to dedicate this song, to a lady called Barbara Barts Is Barbara here? Ah ok, she, she left me out, she stood me up, that's a shame This is no longer, this is for everyone apart from Barbara No it's not I called "It's Hard To Be A Gentleman" [Verse 1] Baby, why don't you tell me the truth? What is the worst I could do; Tell you that I understand More than your man? [Verse 2] Darling, I don't pretend to know why You can't even look me in my good eye But I know that you Could see right through [Verse 3] C'mon, here we go Ah, ahh And naked shoulder blades and swollen glands And Sweaty fingers when we're holding hands I will always do the best I can But it's so hard to be a gentleman [Verse 4] So, baby Whether it's boozed at the bar Or here in the front of your car We are I regret As close as we're gonna get [Spoken Outro] Thanks You started clapping just at the right time, 'cause I'd finished Thank you I don't know if this is my water but we're all friends Apart from one of the guys Who knows, it's like Russian Roulette