Perfume Paper - Summer Fiction
I'm hanging by the telephone
Just waiting for you to come home
Ripped from your perfume paper
You saved it for the rainy day
Baby don't ever go away
A new page in your diary
A secret entry about me
Ripped from your perfume paper
I couldn't find the words to say
Baby I'm asking you to say
Ripped from your perfume paper
You saved it for a rainy day
Baby don't ever go away
Baby don't ever go away
Ripped from your paper
Your perfume paper
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Ripped from your paper
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Your perfume paper
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Ripped from your paper
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