Good Taste

I would like to know what you would like to see me for
I’ll dream up some excuse and tack it to your door
In the interest of good taste
you should let things lie
I see her stand in my doorway
but she won’t let me by
Perfume kings cut their machines manufacturing your scent
I can flip through magazines with no danger of regret
In the interest of good taste
you should let things lie
I see her stand in my doorway
but she won’t let me hide