Strawberry Perfume

I picked up a fight just for you to smell

The fumes of my strawberry perfume

I'm not obsessed, why assume

I'll wait hours and hours for my flowers?

Something you say that's ours (ours, ours)

I know looks can really deceive

But I promise I'm not that crazy

Rum-pa-pum, rum-pa-pum

Rum-pa-pum, rum-pa-pum

I remember all the hearts they've won

And how many they've broken

Rum-pa-pum, rum-pa-pum

Rum-pa-pum, rum-pa-pum

I picked up a fight just for you to smell

The fumes of my strawberry perfume

I'm not obsessed, why assume

I'll wait hours and hours for my flowers?

Something you say that's ours (ours, ours)