Chanel No. 5 Lyrics - American Music Club

All the sweet mouth really wanted 

Just fell from her grip 

The worst hell you can drag your soul through 

Is trying to make all the lies stick 

You might as well not make an effort 

Lots of bills lying around unpaid 

Still I guess some things seem better than 

Lying in a bed an old child made 

She's got her Walkman on 

She's got Chanel Number Five 

Look at her walk 

She's holding her head upright 

Wants to show she's got some pride 

To the headlights 

All over town people looking for 

Their little piece of goodnight 

Maybe it's finally time 

To turn away from the light 

All her sweet mouth really wanted 

Was lost in her smile 

And her soul just lost the taste that makes 

Any good lie worthwhile 

I know I never asked you to read their minds 

So why did you have to go ahead and do it anyway 

You think maybe someday if you're good 

They'll let you disappear from the scene 

But nothing can hide a beating 

She's got her Walkman on 

She's got Chanel Number Five 

Look at her walk 

She's holding her head upright 

Wants to show she's got some pride 

To the headlights 

Doesn't she look good