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Текст песни: He smelled like cigarettes and old money
Took my hand and called me honey
But his eyes were cold like winter sea
And he said, "Darling, come with me"
I knew better, I knew the score
But I got in his car anyway, locked the door
He drove fast down the coast at night
And I swear the moon looked worried and white
Oh, he's danger wrapped in silk and cologne
A velvet lie, a heart of stone
I breathe him in, I can't refuse
The poison in his black perfume
He took me to a motel painted pink
Gave me champagne, made me think
That maybe love could smell like this
A fatal flower, a venom kiss
He told me stories about girls before
Ones who walked out, ones who swore
They'd never love another man
Then disappeared into his hands
Oh, he's danger wrapped in silk and cologne
A velvet lie, a heart of stone
I breathe him in, I can't refuse
The poison in his black perfume
In the morning, he was gone
Left a note that said "so long"
But his jacket hung over the chair
And his smell still lingered in the air
I pressed it to my face and cried
Knowing a part of me had died
But God, if he walked through that door
I'd love him all over once more
'Cause he's danger wrapped in silk and cologne
The only real home I've ever known
I'll wear his memory like a bruise
The ghost of his black perfume
Took my hand and called me honey
But his eyes were cold like winter sea
And he said, "Darling, come with me"
I knew better, I knew the score
But I got in his car anyway, locked the door
He drove fast down the coast at night
And I swear the moon looked worried and white
Oh, he's danger wrapped in silk and cologne
A velvet lie, a heart of stone
I breathe him in, I can't refuse
The poison in his black perfume
He took me to a motel painted pink
Gave me champagne, made me think
That maybe love could smell like this
A fatal flower, a venom kiss
He told me stories about girls before
Ones who walked out, ones who swore
They'd never love another man
Then disappeared into his hands
Oh, he's danger wrapped in silk and cologne
A velvet lie, a heart of stone
I breathe him in, I can't refuse
The poison in his black perfume
In the morning, he was gone
Left a note that said "so long"
But his jacket hung over the chair
And his smell still lingered in the air
I pressed it to my face and cried
Knowing a part of me had died
But God, if he walked through that door
I'd love him all over once more
'Cause he's danger wrapped in silk and cologne
The only real home I've ever known
I'll wear his memory like a bruise
The ghost of his black perfume
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