Your mother was Irish, you were always so stylish
In a new, modern sexy kind of way
Oh GJ what should I say
When they ask me if you were a fake
Because you had all the tools and you laughed at the fools
Who couldn't find a house or a heart to break

Gentleman Jim where should I begin to tell the story of your rise to fame
Here he comes, Gentleman Jim
Where should I begin introducing him, Gentleman Jim

Oh the room went dark you were making your mark
Drawn like a moth to the flame
Oh GJ they're gonna lock you away
Because they're looking for someone to blame for this
And I know all you are is a fallen star
And you're heading for a neon future
We can look at the stars and then talk for hours
As long as the situation suits ya

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Gentle was the fire that felled you
Gentle was the fire that held you
Gentleman Jim you're looking thin Gentleman Jim
Look out!
It's Gentleman Jim

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