G
Well I'm finding it harder
        Bb        F     G   F  G
To be a gentleman every day
Bb                        F
All the manners I've been taught
                 G    F  G
Have slowly died away
F
But if I held the door open for you
                   G
It would make your day
CHORUS
G  Bb  F  Bb  A  G x2

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

BRIDGE
C                           Bb
Maybe it's whatever's in my hand
                   G         Bb
That's distracting me but if I could find emotion
C
To stimulate devotion
                D
Well them 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
And tell us which one is sane
Well I never said I wouldn't
Throw my jacket in the mud for you
But my father gave it to me so
Maybe I should carry you
Then you said
"You almost dropped me"
So then I did
And I got mud on my shoes