A Gentleman's Excuse Me

Do you still keep paper flowers

In the bottom drawer with your Belgian lace?

Takin' them out every year

To watch the colours fade away?

Do you still believe in fairy tales

In battlements of shining castles?

Safe from the dragons

That lie beneath the hill

Are you still a Russian princess

Rescued by a Gypsy dancer?

To anyone who'll listen

Is that a story you still tell?

You live a life of fantasy

Your diary, romantic fiction

Can't you see it's hard for me?

Can you see what I'm tryin' to say?

It's a gentleman's excuse me

So I'll take one step to the side

Can you get it inside your head?

I'm tired of dancin'

For every one step forward

I'm takin' two steps back

Can you get it inside your head?

I'm tired of dancin'

I know you still like old fashioned waltzes

Your reflection in the mirror that you flirt with

As you glide across the floor

But if I told you the music's over

Would you want to hear?

That your dance card is empty

That there's no one really there

Do you still believe in Santa Claus

There's a millionaire lookin' for your front door

With a key to a life that you'd never understand

And all I have to offer

Is the love I have, it's freely given

You'll see its value

When you see what I tried to say

It's a gentleman's excuse me

So I'll do one step to the side

Can you get it inside your head?

I'm tired of dancin'

For every one step forward

I'm takin' two steps back

Can you get it inside your head

That from this one step forward

There's no turnin' back?

Can you get it inside your head?

I'm tired of dancin'

We're finished dancin'