Lyrics:
And smell your perfumed hair?
I saw you as the answer
That I never dared to dream
I saw you as the window
Into a world I'd never seen
I saw you
The people in the street had overtaken you
By the time you rounded Second Avenue
So I walked away
All perfumed
Felt just the same
But brand
matter
What I want to know is when
When did you stop craving
For the nearness of me
And my perfumed smell
When I play with your hair
Your convent-cloistered, cluttered mind
[calls] out for me but I'm behind
You cannot see into your room
Whose perfumed depths sing songs of doom
But
You used to sing with a straight face "Que Sera, Sera"
And drive those perfumed queens back to our place in a velvet box
And then make your move
all that perfumed hair
And it came undone
When I was twenty-one
When I was thirty-five
It was a very good year
It was a very good year for
This ol' rig that I'm drivin' ain't the sharpest on the road
These ol' bulls that I'm haulin' ain't perfumed
But if it wasn't for a lot of those
all that perfumed hair
And it came undone
When I was twenty-one
When I was thirty-five
It was a very good year
It was a very good year for
in all your plans, darling
Your perfumed letters didn't say
That you'd be leaving any day
So you win again, you win again
Here I stand again,
perfumed stationary by the phone
I hate to think about you waking up at dawn to find me gone
It hurts me so to get up in the middle of the night and go
he caught me.
A sudden blow from behind.
A perfumed note saying,
Better luck next time.
We met again at a Turkish bath in Turkey.
On the trail
It's been said be a poet better
Sealed with a smile and perfumed letter
It's been said by the painter's colours more brightly
It's been said but here
Witnessing the fall
From the perfumed lands
Syria the fall, weep for you
to share a sworn secret was a solemn duty
I had brass knuckles and a bolo knife
Over near the bandstand with John Finn's wife
She got perfumed breasts
and precious is the light that will shine
Out of her perfumed golden hair
So pale and precious are the steps that I climb
Up to her room so bright and bare
If
all that perfumed hair
And it came undone
When I was twenty-one
When I was thirty-five
It was a very good year
It was a very good year for
Nothing to show beyond the fear I had
Body so warm within his perfumed bed
Sleeping alone, the shadow of a man
He will entice you too, and if he
arms
Listening to silent sound as the snow packs the ground
Perfumed hair that I smell, essence that I like so well
You are my winter, the days
arms
Listening to silent sound as the snow packs the ground
Perfumed hair that I smell, essence that I like so well
You are my winter, the days
fallings
Drenched in day-glo red
Words collided
Things we left unsaid
Perfumed pillows
Girls that clung so near
Such a small love
Such a little tear
fingers
Round her perfumed throat
No I can't give her what she wants
I can't give her what she really needs
I can't give her what she wants
It'd push her
She got perfumed breasts and raven hair
Sprinkled with wedding confetti's
And a gang of garroters were all giving me stares
Armed, as they were, with
all that perfumed hair
And it came undone
When I was twenty-one
When I was thirty-five
It was a very good year
It was a very good year for
Faded labels
Songs to sing to
When you were young
A tattooed pierced arm
Fresh and perfumed
Switch your prison
Fly away
And jewels on your
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