Lyrics
He loves drinking but he's no good at it
He enjoys drinking, but he lacks proficiency in it.
And when you're with him
When in his company,
We both know what happens
We are both aware of the consequences.
By the time I see it on his face, I'm already too late
By the time I notice it on his face, it's already too late.
And I'm left here cleaning up the mess you've made
I am left here dealing with the aftermath of the mess he created.
You ain't no angel on his shoulder
You are not a benevolent influence on him,
You're just a ghost that creeps in from the past
But rather a haunting presence from his past.
Pulling those skeletons out of his closet
You bring up his past mistakes.
Only the devil could have a hold on him like that
Only a force as strong as the devil could control him in this way.
You ain't no gentleman, Jack
You are not a true gentleman, Jack.
By the first round, he starts slipping
After the first round of drinks, he starts losing control.
A couple more down, and he's got no limits
With a few more drinks, he abandons all restraint.
His quiet voice starts getting loud, them fighting words come pouring out
His normally calm voice becomes loud, and he utters aggressive words.
He's just a puppet on your string, oh you're the only one to blame
He is manipulated like a puppet by your influence, and you bear the responsibility.
You ain't no angel on his shoulder
You are not a guiding presence,
You're just a ghost that creeps in from the past
But a haunting memory from his past.
Pulling those skeletons out of his closet
You bring up his past mistakes.
Only the devil could have a hold on him like that
Only a force as strong as the devil could control him in this way.
All wrapped up in your pretty silver label
You are associated with a deceptive and enticing exterior.
From the second that his lips hit the glass
From the moment the alcohol touches his lips,
You turn the man that I love into a stranger
You transform the man I love into a stranger.
And he'll have to give you up if he ever wants me back
He will have to let you go if he wishes to regain my love.
Only the devil could have a hold on him like that
Only a force as strong as the devil could control him in this way.
You ain't no gentleman, Jack
You are not a true gentleman, Jack.
He loves drinking but he's no good at it
He enjoys drinking, but he lacks proficiency in it.
And when you're with him
When in his company,
We both know what happens
We are both aware of the consequences.
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