Translation of the song lyrics Gentlemen - L.O.C.

Gentlemen (original)

Slå kraven op, tryk metallet ned
Flå dem til siden, og tag livet af samvittigheden
Glem sedler, du har gudesmuk validitet
Jo, vi ku' svøb sengen ind i profanitet
Skræddersyet, nålestribet — tjek uniformen
Hold døren, træk stolen ud og knep hende ordentligt
Lad mig vise dig hvordan man binder et slips
Jeg ku' gå til fadet ligesom bon appétit
Har en distinkt smag for intense kvinder
Dit pulsslag matcher hele verden, når den flimrer
Og hendes opgivende blik si’r det hele
De der drengerøve de' bare ik' gode til det
Så hvor' alle gentlemændene henne?
Vi' for få oppe i baren lige nu
Hvor' alle gentlemændene henne?
Dem der behandler kvinder som man burde
Så hvor' alle gentlemændene henne?
Vi' for få oppe i baren lige nu
Hvor' alle gentlemændene henne?
Dem der behandler kvinder som man burde
Jeg ved det' sjældent, du løber ind i gentlemen
For der' kun umodne drenge, der hvor du fester henne
Og jeg behøver ik' fortælle, jeg ik' en af dem
For hvad der sker imellem os, bli’r kun nævnt når vi ses igen
Vi' så Aston Martin — besejrer bjergsider
Sipper nektar, de små drenge burde komme videre
De hvisker søde ingenting, for det' alt de har
Det plejede at være fuck, men nu det alt sammen kaviar
Det plejede at være nok bare at snak' lidt
Men fuck 'em, deres tomme ord gør ingenting for hende
La Perla-beklædt, men ellers nøgen, hun er ligeglad
Og hun er så cool, at jeg er vandkæmmet og pigeglad
Bare så længe jeg ligger lortet for hun ved, hvor det fører hen
Og vi er for længst forbi hvor det' alt andet end nemt
Ja, i nat er det bare os, så fuck dem
En god kvinde genkender en genteman
Så hvor' alle gentlemændene henne?
Vi' for få oppe i baren lige nu
Hvor' alle gentlemændene henne?
Dem der behandler kvinder som man burde
Så hvor' alle gentlemændene henne?
Vi' for få oppe i baren lige nu
Hvor' alle gentlemændene henne?
Dem der behandler kvinder som man burde

Gentlemen (translation)

Open the collar, press the metal down
Peel them to the side and take the life of the conscience
Forget banknotes, you have goddamn validity
Yes, we could wrap the bed in profanity
Tailor-made, needle-striped - check the uniform
Hold the door, pull out the chair and fuck her properly
Let me show you how to tie a tie
I could go to the dish like bon appétit
Has a distinct taste for intense women
Your heart rate matches the whole world when it flickers
And her resigned look says it all
Those boy robbers are 'just not' good at it
So where 'all the gentlemen?
We're getting up at the bar right now
Where are all the gentlemen?
Those who treat women as one should
So where 'all the gentlemen?
We're getting up at the bar right now
Where are all the gentlemen?
Those who treat women as one should
I know 'rarely do you run into gentlemen
Because there '' only immature boys where you party her
And I do not have to tell, I'm not one of them
Because what happens between us is only mentioned when we meet again
We've seen Aston Martin - defeating mountain sides
Sipping nectar, the little boys should move on
They whisper sweet nothing, for that 'all they have
It used to be fuck, but now it's all caviar
It used to be enough just to talk a little
But fuck 'em, their empty words do nothing for her
La Perla-clad, but otherwise naked, she does not care
And she's so cool I'm water combed and girly
Just as long as I'm lying shit because she knows where it's going
And we're long gone where it's anything but easy
Yes, tonight it's just us, so fuck them
A good woman recognizes a genteman
So where 'all the gentlemen?
We're getting up at the bar right now
Where are all the gentlemen?
Those who treat women as one should
So where 'all the gentlemen?
We're getting up at the bar right now
Where are all the gentlemen?
Those who treat women as one should