[Intro]
So, girls, this next song, I wrote about this guy who was obsessed with this particular perfume on me
And even when we weren't together, he would get a whiff of this perfume and he would just be like, hit with all these memories of me
And it's been a long time but I just hope he can never inhale the scent of Chanel N°5 without thinkin' of me again
I got Chanel N°5, he'll never survive, it's a crime, it's a crime (Close)
He watch when I whine, I know, I know it's a crime
I know what he likes, a cat eye, a black dress, it's just a reminder
I'm seein' desire arise in his eyes, so lucky for them
I just put this song out this Friday, it's one fo my favorites
[Chorus]
Cute girl with a sick mind
I know just how to play my cards right
Wrist, wrist, spritz, spritz, make him come alive (Ah)
Chanel N°5
If I want him, he's all mine
I know just how to fuck with his mind
Wrist, wrist, spritz, spritz, make him come alive (Ah)
Chanel N°5
[Verse 1]
Fold for me like origami
Magic and real like Murakami
Red-chipped nails, I'm wabi-sabi
I'm the heartbreaker, nobody's got me, yet
Make you tongue-tied like new shibari
Subtle and complex like umami
Up to me like omakase
I'm a wild horse and nobody's got me, yet
So, girls, this next song, I wrote about this guy who was obsessed with this particular perfume on me
And even when we weren't together, he would get a whiff of this perfume and he would just be like, hit with all these memories of me
And it's been a long time but I just hope he can never inhale the scent of Chanel N°5 without thinkin' of me again
I got Chanel N°5, he'll never survive, it's a crime, it's a crime (Close)
He watch when I whine, I know, I know it's a crime
I know what he likes, a cat eye, a black dress, it's just a reminder
I'm seein' desire arise in his eyes, so lucky for them
I just put this song out this Friday, it's one fo my favorites
[Chorus]
Cute girl with a sick mind
I know just how to play my cards right
Wrist, wrist, spritz, spritz, make him come alive (Ah)
Chanel N°5
If I want him, he's all mine
I know just how to fuck with his mind
Wrist, wrist, spritz, spritz, make him come alive (Ah)
Chanel N°5
[Verse 1]
Fold for me like origami
Magic and real like Murakami
Red-chipped nails, I'm wabi-sabi
I'm the heartbreaker, nobody's got me, yet
Make you tongue-tied like new shibari
Subtle and complex like umami
Up to me like omakase
I'm a wild horse and nobody's got me, yet
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