Letra de 'Gentleman' de McKenna Grace

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 pickin' 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 fuckin' 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 (looks so, 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? (Oh-oh)
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 fuckin' 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 (oh) in the rain, think I'm dying (oh)
Like some dumb cliché (oh), but you know that I like it
They say chivalry is dead (oh), but I think you revived it (oh)
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 fuckin' 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