Worst Gentlemen Songtext
von LOVEBREAKERS
Worst Gentlemen Songtext
Scratching on my window pane
The broads are out tonight
They′re not giving up
They're still holding on
To an American dream
My worst nightmare so it seems
Come in, come in, come in instead of those bars
What is there left to say?
They think they′re all stars
Full of worst gentlemen, so glad that they don't let me in
Come in, come in, come in instead of those bars
Instead of those bars
Taken for a taxi ride
Craving all the social likes
Is this having fun?
I couldn't give a f### like the men in this scene
They only want one thing
Come in, come in, come in instead of those bars
What is there left to say?
They think they′re all stars
Full of worst gentlemen, so glad that they don′t let me in
Come in, come in, come in instead of those bars
What's that your friends tell me?
I look scruffy as hell?
My breath reeks of bad coffee left on the top shelf
I′m as happy as Larry
Buzzing to be me
Come in, come in, come in instead of those bars
What is there left to say?
They think they're all stars
Full of worst gentlemen, so glad that they don′t let me in
Come in, come in, come in instead of those bars
Instead of those bars
They're not giving up
They′re still holding on
They're not giving up
The broads are out tonight
They′re not giving up
They're still holding on
To an American dream
My worst nightmare so it seems
Come in, come in, come in instead of those bars
What is there left to say?
They think they′re all stars
Full of worst gentlemen, so glad that they don't let me in
Come in, come in, come in instead of those bars
Instead of those bars
Taken for a taxi ride
Craving all the social likes
Is this having fun?
I couldn't give a f### like the men in this scene
They only want one thing
Come in, come in, come in instead of those bars
What is there left to say?
They think they′re all stars
Full of worst gentlemen, so glad that they don′t let me in
Come in, come in, come in instead of those bars
What's that your friends tell me?
I look scruffy as hell?
My breath reeks of bad coffee left on the top shelf
I′m as happy as Larry
Buzzing to be me
Come in, come in, come in instead of those bars
What is there left to say?
They think they're all stars
Full of worst gentlemen, so glad that they don′t let me in
Come in, come in, come in instead of those bars
Instead of those bars
They're not giving up
They′re still holding on
They're not giving up
Writer(s): Jack Matthew Perry, Christian Kevin Oreilly, David James Robinson, Marcus Allen Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

