The gentleman is a dope, a man of many faults A clumsy Joe who wouldn't know a Rumba from a Waltz The gentleman is a dope and not my cup of tea Why do I get in a dither? He doesn't belong to me The gentleman isn't bright, he doesn't know the score A cake will come, he'll take a crumb and never ask for more The gentleman's eyes are blue but little do they see Why am I beating my brains out? He doesn't belong to me He's somebody else's problem, she's welcome to the guy She'll never understand him half as well as I The gentleman is a dope, he isn't very smart He's just a lug you'd like to hug and hold against you heart The gentleman is a dope doesn't know how happy he could Look at me crying my eyes out, as if he belonged to me He'll never belong to me He's somebody else's problem, she's welcome, welcome to the guy She'll never understand him half as well, well as I The gentleman is a dope, he isn't very smart He's just a lug you'd like to hug and hold against you heart The gentleman is a dope doesn't know how happy he could Look at me crying my eyes out, as if he belonged to me He'll never belong to me