I'm listening to your old CDs and your old gray truck
And I'm not so quick to trust
But your green eyes make me blush
Late nights in the midnight sky
I'm a hole in drive
And I think it might be love
We're close enough
And I start to think you're heaven sent
God must be picking favorites
How are you this perfect?
Guess I'm not used to gentlemen
And I know it's just the basics
But I love the way that you
Pick me up, hold the door, say I'm yours
And then hold my hand in public
Drive an hour, buy me flowers, kiss me now
Cause you know I'm not so quick to trust
And I know I love, I love it
Fix my hair, the little things that show you care
No, I'm not used to such a gentleman
I think I love the gentleman
L.A. when the night gets cold
And I wear your coat
Cause you said it's mine to keep
And it looks so good on me
Picnic on a sunset beach
For the first date, please
I think it might be love
Or at least that's what it seems
And I start to think you're heaven sent
God must be picking favorites
How are you this perfect?
Guess I'm not used to gentlemen
And I know it's just the basics
But I love the way that you
Pick me up, hold the door, say I'm yours
And then hold my hand in public
Drive an hour, buy me flowers, kiss me now
Cause you know I love, I love you





Fix my hair, the little things that show you care
No, I'm not used to such a gentleman
I think I love the gentleman
The way you're kissing my lips
In the rain, think I'm dying
Like some dumb cliche
But you know that I like it
They say chivalry is dead
But I think you revived it
It's so classic, it's magic
I'm crazy for the way you do it
Pick me up, hold the door, say I'm yours
And then hold my hand in public
Drive an hour, buy me flowers, kiss me now
Cause you know I love, I love you
Fix my hair, the little things that show you care
No, I'm not used to such a gentleman
I think I love the gentleman