Why am I always sittin’ alone on a Saturday night
Why does everybody think I’m always getting’ ready to fight?
If you wanna get close to me
You gotta open up your eyes and see
That I gotta good heart but I’m a little misunderstood
[Chorus]
I don’t do gentle… I ain’t sentimental
No I don’t do gentle…but I’m pretty good company
Why am I sittin’ here by the phone waiting for you to call?
Well, I’m tellin’ ya something honey
Kinda funny that you bother at all
You know I ain’t sugar and spice
But ya still gotta treat me nice
If you wanna love me tender
Then you really gotta treat me right
[Chorus]
I don’t do gentle… I ain’t sentimental
No I don’t do gentle…but I’m pretty good company
That’s me
[Chorus]
I don’t do gentle… I ain’t sentimental
No I don’t do gentle…but I’m pretty good company
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