Lyrics:
Before Perfect Gentleman

do tonight but I came to party, oh You're probably thinking to yourself what's the occasion? And believe me girl I don't do sex for fun The perfect gentleman

focusin' on the gentleman (We in Vegas, we 'bout to kick it nigga) We hit the dance floor, dance floor, dance floor Take it to the medic, pack liquor to where we headed You could read it right before

'n blues y'all You see I never really ran, but no gentleman All I know is big pimpin' ma'am I'm just tryna be Weezy And the perfect husband just might

say a word, all too well I understand: there's a nervous tension in the touch of your gentle hand. That makes me afraid - I've seen you like this before

me Passion, call him passion Passion, Mr. Passion A sweeter man, I know I'll never, never know 'Cause in his arms there's joy I've known before Although I know that he's not perfect

is blinded in the garden, last vision the lark is flame. The cattle shed gives off the smell of sunday kitchen, the gentle eye, the dispensable perfection. Before

, and we'd say ok boys we're going home, but before we go here's a few more partin' shots, and this, this we did in perfect unison now you see me going

good news and senseless extend the wine drink here toast to selfless ten year old port is perfect in court safety is nice not an unwise word spoken

I'm, I'm with you I'm, I'm with you To everybody who knows my story To all of those who came before me My time is now, I'm gonna do it all over again