Strawberry Perfume

I picked up a fight just for you to smell The fumes of my strawberry perfume I'm not obsessed, why assume I'll wait hours and hours for my flowers Something you say that's ours (ours, ours) I know looks can really deceive But I promise I'm not that crazy Rum-pa-pum, rum-pa-pum Rum-pa-pum, rum-pa-pum I remember all the hearts they've won And how many they've broken Rum-pa-pum, rum-pa-pum Rum-pa-pum, rum-pa-pum I picked up a fight just for you to smell The fumes of my strawberry perfume I'm not obsessed, why assume I'll wait hours and hours for my flowers Something you say that's ours (ours, ours)