Tekster: Pretenders. Last Of The Independents. Hollywood Perfume.

I went out on the balcony in the middle of the night
The hotel was dark except for just one light
Television burning in the other room
I couldn't sleep so i put on some of your
Hollywood perfume

I went out on the balcony and looked across the way
Some guy was shadow boxing, he looked like sugar ray
I was feeling dizzy - began to swoon
Was it his punch or was it just your
Hollywood perfume?

I feel like a fugitive escaped from my life
Seeking refuge in the sensual heat
These paper-thin walls make me party to calls
Of love wafting through the room
The night jasmine bloom
Of your hollywood perfume

I went out on the balcony to clear my head
I was burning up in my queen-sized bed
Down on the strip beneath the billboard moon
Teenaged girls look for love in the
Neon sex and doom
Of your hollywood perfume

I went out on the balcony with your photograph
I dropped it in the pool and that made me laugh
You like your tan but you don't like to swim
Meanwhile i feel like i'm drowning in
Neon sex and doom
The night jasmine bloom
Of your hollywood perfume