Most gentlemen don't like love,
They just like to kick it around,
Most gentlemen can't take love,
'Cause most gentlemen can't be profound.
As Madame Sappho in some sonnet said,
"A slap and a tickle
Is all that the fickle
Male
Ever has in his head."
For most gentlemen don't like love,
I've been in love.
So I know what I'm talking of
And oh, to my woe I have found
They just like to kick it around.
When mummy in her sixteenth year,
Was dreaming of romance a lot,
She thought that she was Guinevere
And ev'ry boy Sir Lancelot,
But now that mummy's more mature
And knows her way about,
She doesn't b'lieve in "vive l'amour"
For Mummy's found out--
Most gentlemen don't like love,
They just like to kick it around,
In every land, cute men, they're all the same
A roll in the clover, and then when it's over
So long and what was your name?
Most gentlemen don't like love,
I've been in love, I know what I talking about
And all to my world, I've found
They just like to kick it around.
They just like to kick it around,
Most gentlemen can't take love,
'Cause most gentlemen can't be profound.
As Madame Sappho in some sonnet said,
"A slap and a tickle
Is all that the fickle
Male
Ever has in his head."
For most gentlemen don't like love,
I've been in love.
So I know what I'm talking of
And oh, to my woe I have found
They just like to kick it around.
When mummy in her sixteenth year,
Was dreaming of romance a lot,
She thought that she was Guinevere
And ev'ry boy Sir Lancelot,
But now that mummy's more mature
And knows her way about,
She doesn't b'lieve in "vive l'amour"
For Mummy's found out--
Most gentlemen don't like love,
They just like to kick it around,
In every land, cute men, they're all the same
A roll in the clover, and then when it's over
So long and what was your name?
Most gentlemen don't like love,
I've been in love, I know what I talking about
And all to my world, I've found
They just like to kick it around.