jazz club

I saw your mom in the street today
She could track me down from a mile away
I was warned sometimes you would toss up your life
For new girls, more drugs, less style
But kept one thing of mine for a while

Bass notes, tobacco, vanilla
Don't pretend that it smells different on you

You tell me that you still wear my perfume
A year and a half distilled down, neat for you
(My perfume)
(Mmh-mmh-mmh, my perfume)

Douse yourself with me, it's routine (routine)
My tears are just your trophy
Collar bones, pulses, in a sense
She's just in bеd with my memory

You tell me that you still wеar my perfume
A year and a half distilled down, neat for you
And after all that we have been through
I'm your accessory, keep me closest to you

I'm there with you
Driving up Hollywood Hills
Tap my foot along, a new song
Your look gives me chills

Phantom of our history
I wonder if she thinks you two are alone
Little does she know

You still wear my perfume
I hope it smells different on
You still wear my perfume
I hope it smells different on