I can't get your scent from my pillows
Chorus
I can't get your scent from my pillows
I can't get you out of my head
The sweet acrid smell of Chanel seems to dwell
And brings you to mind once again
My love, it's a painfully reminder
Like a stone that is bringing me down
How can I let go?
How can I move on?
When that smell just keeps hanging around?
Chorus
Last night I met up with a stranger
I took her back home to my bed
She was wanton and wicked, perfumed and pungent
Lathered and covered with sweat
But right in the midst of the passion
A first subtle, then growing more strong
Your fragrance was all I could think of
a reminder of love gone so wrong
Chorus
I might have to burn all the linens
I might have to leave from this place
I might have to get on an airplane
And go somewhere far far away
I'lI send you a post card from thailand
If i do, you should not be surprised
If my letter is simply to tell you
The aroma grew stronger with time
Chorus
I would say That I hope you are happy
I would say that, if it were true
But the truth is I hope that you suffer
Twist and turn every night like I do
Haunted by how much you loved me
Trapped with no way to escape
From the need for my touch and my kisses -
And the smell of my brut aftershave
Chorus out.
Copyright, Rob Lytle, 2005. All rights Reserved.