Chris Trapper - Perfumed hair

^EStill wearing my makeup from yest^C#merday, ^AI'm a corner cutting cl^Eown. Lower the Cu^F#mrtain Down There's no more cr^C#mowds around. ^B

^ESee Mary Jane sneaking a cigaret^C#mte, ^ALike a shadow in the r^Eoom. Watching th^F#me cloud go by Wishing that she c^C#mould fl^By.

^AThis is the ci^Ercus ^AThe back stage^E door ^AEvery act I^E've seen be^Bfore

^ESomebody's spilling a drink^C#m on me ^ASomebody claimed I saved hi^Es life Hoping he's^F#m still alright Until tomorr^C#mow ni^Bght.

^EIn through the back door in B^C#maltimore ^AFrom the cradle to the s^Etage Singing m^F#my pain away Hoping som^C#meone relates ^B

^AThis is the ci^Ercus ^AThe beer soake^Ed floor ^ACome take me eyes^E I've seen be^Bfore

But when I feel all al^Eone When I just don't k^C#mnow

^AI hear your voice on the ph^Eone ^ASaying when I come h^Eome you'll be th^Bere

You say you just can't ^Ewait But I'll be home too l^C#mate

^ASo when I find you asl^Eeep ^AI will turn out the li^Eghts And kiss your per^Bfumed hair.