Perfume
Old 97s · Other Songs - Old 97s
all I can smell is your perfume;
and the cigarette jazzing up the atmosphere.
You think it's fine, I know it's broke.
You think it's all some kind of joke,
but how can I laugh when I'm locked up in here?
And it's a beautiful day outside.
And it's a beautiful day outside.
I press my nose against the glass,
I steam it up, but it don't last.
I am a man afterall and I'm dying here.
I had it good, now I get none.
I had all but those days are done.
Now I get to watch you run around down there.
And it's a beautiful day outside.
And it's a beautiful day outside.
There's all these girls outside wrapped up in winter clothes,
my imagination grows, I can't convince my eye to close.
You're on the town again and I'm downing in your bed,
you're perfume it's in my head, and it's driving me,
driving me, driving me, driv-ing me.
And it's a beautiful day outside.
And it's a beautiful day outside.
And it's a beautiful day outside.
And it's a beautiful day outside.
Perfume - Old 97s
Old 97s delivers a gritty, high-energy track titled Perfume, characteristic of their signature blend of Southern hip-hop and rock influences. The song exemplifies the band's ability to fuse raw vocal delivery with driving instrumentation, creating a sound that defined the mid-to-late 1990s alternative rap scene. While the specific album placement remains unlisted, the recording aligns with the era's shift toward more aggressive, guitar-infused hip-hop. Perfume stands as a testament to the group's prolific output during their peak years, showcasing their unique ability to maintain a distinct regional identity while appealing to a broader audience. The track remains a notable example of the genre's evolution, capturing the chaotic yet rhythmic spirit of the time without relying on polished production. Its enduring appeal lies in its authentic energy and the band's consistent commitment to a hard-hitting musical style.