We hardly even spoke, you had no time to waste Your pockets must be lined for you to have such taste I bet that magic potion cost you your last dime Wearing that cologne should be a wicked crime You were gone so fast like a cloud of smoke I didn't even have a chance to take a toke But even though you're always oh-so far I'd sniff you out easy, wherever you are because Babe! All I have to cling to Is that look in your eye when you had me to sing to Oh babe, your scent of Tobacco Vanilla And every last dollar you spent