Black Perfume

They call you after midnight When you have many names A California style And a Seattle gaze You're everything on paper In a book where you have ripped out every page Always on another chapter I can see you turning heads When their eyes all look at you As you fill the room, with black perfume Black perfume Every night's your weekend When it starts in a haze In clubs of hearts and jokers Where a queen gets her pay You don't have all of the answers But a broken watch is right two times a day Are you fashionably late? I can see you turning heads When their eyes all look at you As you fill the room, with black perfume Black perfume I can see you turning heads When their eyes all look at you As you fill the room, with black perfume Black perfume Black perfume Black perfume Black perfume