Gentleman

You look like a film star
and your voice is softer than snow
your eyes sparkle like sunlight
you’re well dressed from head to toe
your hair sweeps to the side
almost as if you don’t care
you’re a gentleman
ahh you’re a gentleman
you speak perfect Spanish
and your sisters fluent in French
your mother is dazingly ditsy
and your father is tastefully bland
There is no country you can’t name
no woman you wouldn’t woo
you’re a gentleman
ahh you’re a gentleman
pour me another cup of tea
load up my scone with some cream
I need a gentleman
I need a gentleman
you’re a gentleman
ahh you’re a gentleman
you play chess at the weekends
and you holiday in Europe each year
your school friends all work in the city
you’ve no guilt, fury, or fear
you shop at Fortnam and Mason
whenever a birthday comes round
you’re a gentleman
ahh you’re a gentleman
and now
that it’s cloudy
and the leaves fall to the ground
I feel I could do
With a gentleman around, so
pour me another cup of tea
load up my scone with some cream
I need a gentleman
I need a gentleman and nothing else will do
but if a gentleman’s so gentle
why’s it hurt so much to love a gentleman
like you
you’re a gentleman