Cologne

he runs through the night

with safe place to hide

on the back of that mustang so he ain’t alone

should smell like smoke

wet leather and rope

not notes of vanilla on citrus and rose

watch on a chain

fresh shine on his boots

musk on a high dollar Baltimore suit

rolling through town

bringin’ big city news

snake oil smile that i shoulda seen through

a brilliant disguise

beautiful lies

something so fine

i just had to get close

can’t wash away

a scent that won’t fade

stuck like a stain on my best calico

my own heart’s to blame

for trying to change

a rambling man with one foot out the door

now it’s some other town

whole nother crowd

a girl with her gown on the ground fallin’ for