A Gentleman Caller Lyrics - The Ugly Organ - Cursive

Your gentleman caller, 

Well, he's been calling on another 

He loves his forbidden fruit. 

And 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 

"doo do doo..." 

"i'm not looking for a loverm 

All those lovers are liars... 

I'd never lie to you 

You say you want to 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? 

"doo do doo..." 

But in the morning 

On the sober dawn of sunday 

You're not sure what you have done 

Who told you love was fleeting? 

Sometimes men can be so misleading 

To take what they need from you 

Whatever 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 over 

Whatever I said to make you think 

That love's the religion of the weak 

This morning we love like weaklings 

The worst is over.