Letra de A Gentleman Caller
Your gentleman caller Well, he's been calling another He loves his forbidden fruitAnd as it dribbles down his chin He cries, "Baby, I've been drinking with some friends Now how 'bout a little kiss?"Bad boy! Rub his nose in it What a mess And he's playing dumb"I'm not looking for a lover All those lovers are liars I'd never lie to youYou say you wanna 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?But in the morning On the sober dawn of Sunday You're not sure what you have doneWho told you love was fleeting? Sometimes men can be so misleading To take what they need from youWhatever 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 overWhatever I said to make you think That love's the religion of the weak This morning we love like weaklings The worst is overThe worst is over