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A Gentleman Caller - Cursive

Your gentleman caller

Well he's been calling on another

He loves his forbidden fruit

And as it dribbles down his chin

He cries baby I've been drinking

With some friends now how about a little kiss

Bad boy

Rub his nose in it

What a mess

And he's playing dumb

Doo do doo

I'm not looking for a lover

All those lovers are liars

I'd never lie to you

You say you want to get even

Yeah you want to get

Your bad man good

Well are you in the mood

You bad girl

Does it feel good being bad

And getting worse

Doo do doo

But in the morning

On the sober dawn of sunday

You're not sure what you have done

Who told you love was fleeting

Sometimes men can be so misleading

To take what they need from you

Whatever you need to make you feel

Like you've been the one behind the wheel

The sunrise is just over that hill

The worst is over

Whatever I said to make you think

That love's the religion of the weak

This morning we love like weaklings

The worst is over

Doo do doo

Doo do doo

Doo do doo

The worst is over

Doo do doo

Doo do doo

Doo do doo

The worst is over