Perfume
I've got a new obsession of mine
It's something that I found while shopping online
It's something unassuming sitting in my sock drawer
It's something that can make a bride out of a whore
When I walk in a room everybody agrees
Something's added to the air but you can't really see
Something so so sexy but you can't really tell
All the boys and the girls ask me what is that smell
That's my perfumelt's 5.99
I spray it in my mouth and the taste is divine
It's erotic
It's from Paris too
White font on the front
"C'est comme tombe amoureux"
When I go for a kiss everybody agrees
Something's added to the mood but you can't really see
Something so seductive but you can't really tell
All the boys and the girls ask me what is that smell
That's my perfume
Yeah (whoo)
That's my perfume
Yeah (whoo)
That's my–
You'll have to pry it from my cold dead grip
In fact, spray it in my grave so the worms can get a whiff
I wanna smell real good while I'm burning in hell
Cuz the fire makes you sweat and other people can tell
When I put it on myself everybody agrees
There's a je ne sais quoi that's coming for me
It's a little bit different but I don't know why
They say it's only for girls but they're too scarred to try
That's my
(Yeah)
That's my perfume
(Yeah, whoo)
That's my–, yeah
That's my perfume, yeah
Ow!
It's something that I found while shopping online
It's something unassuming sitting in my sock drawer
It's something that can make a bride out of a whore
When I walk in a room everybody agrees
Something's added to the air but you can't really see
Something so so sexy but you can't really tell
All the boys and the girls ask me what is that smell
That's my perfumelt's 5.99
I spray it in my mouth and the taste is divine
It's erotic
It's from Paris too
White font on the front
"C'est comme tombe amoureux"
When I go for a kiss everybody agrees
Something's added to the mood but you can't really see
Something so seductive but you can't really tell
All the boys and the girls ask me what is that smell
That's my perfume
Yeah (whoo)
That's my perfume
Yeah (whoo)
That's my–
You'll have to pry it from my cold dead grip
In fact, spray it in my grave so the worms can get a whiff
I wanna smell real good while I'm burning in hell
Cuz the fire makes you sweat and other people can tell
When I put it on myself everybody agrees
There's a je ne sais quoi that's coming for me
It's a little bit different but I don't know why
They say it's only for girls but they're too scarred to try
That's my
(Yeah)
That's my perfume
(Yeah, whoo)
That's my–, yeah
That's my perfume, yeah
Ow!
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Writer(s): Harrison Patrick Smith
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