Perfume For Now
She always thought that you
Would be the best perfume
She's feeding dirt mice
She never argues
She's indifferent
Just like you
Even in my dreams
I would not be bitter
Even in my dreams
I would not spell it out
Thought he was a pretty scarf
Then he was a snake
Take it, take it, take it, take it, take it, take it, take it
It's a hunt
Frying slowly
In butter and fate
Take it, take it, take it, take it, take it, take it, take it
You're the runt
Seven odd clouds
Seven odd men
Yeah
She coughed up pounds for you
Bought you some blue suede shoes
Kept breeding fat mice
She never argues
She's obnoxious
Just like you
Even in my dreams
I would not be bitter
Even in my dreams
I would not spell it out
Thought he was a pretty scarf
Then he was a snake
Take it, take it, take it, take it, take it, take it, take it
It's a hunt
Frying slowly
In butter and fate
Take it, take it, take it, take it, take it, take it, take it
You're the runt
Seven odd clouds
Seven odd men
Yeah
Seven odd clouds
Seven odd men
Yeah
I know you wanted to be class white trash
Or were you going for class clown?
Even in my dreams
I would not spit it out
Even in my dreams
I would not spit it out
Thought he was a pretty scarf
Then he was a snake
Take it, take it, take it, take it, take it, take it, take it
It's a hunt
Take it, take it, take it, take it, take it, take it, take it
If you want
Take it, take it, take it, take it, take it, take it, take it
If you want
Perfume por ahora
Ella siempre pensó que tú
Sería el mejor perfume
Está alimentando ratones de tierra
Ella nunca discute
Es indiferente
Igual que tú
Incluso en mis sueños
No me amargaría
Incluso en mis sueños
No lo deletrearía
Pensé que era un pañuelo bonito
Entonces era una serpiente
Tómalo, tómalo, tómalo, tómalo, tómalo, tómalo
Es una cacería
Freír lentamente
En la mantequilla y el destino
Tómalo, tómalo, tómalo, tómalo, tómalo, tómalo
Tú eres el enano
Siete nubes impares
Siete hombres impares
Sí. - ¿Sí
Ella tosió libras para ti
Te compré unos zapatos de gamuza azul
Se mantuvo la cría de ratones gordos
Ella nunca discute
Es odiosa
Igual que tú
Incluso en mis sueños
No me amargaría
Incluso en mis sueños
No lo deletrearía
Pensé que era un pañuelo bonito
Entonces era una serpiente
Tómalo, tómalo, tómalo, tómalo, tómalo, tómalo
Es una cacería
Freír lentamente
En la mantequilla y el destino
Tómalo, tómalo, tómalo, tómalo, tómalo, tómalo
Tú eres el enano
Siete nubes impares
Siete hombres impares
Sí. - ¿Sí
Siete nubes impares
Siete hombres impares
Sí. - ¿Sí
Sé que querías ser basura blanca de clase
¿O ibas por payaso de clase?
Incluso en mis sueños
No lo escupiría
Incluso en mis sueños
No lo escupiría
Pensé que era un pañuelo bonito
Entonces era una serpiente
Tómalo, tómalo, tómalo, tómalo, tómalo, tómalo
Es una cacería
Tómalo, tómalo, tómalo, tómalo, tómalo, tómalo
Si quieres
Tómalo, tómalo, tómalo, tómalo, tómalo, tómalo
Si quieres