She holds in her breath
When he walks in the room
Puckers up her lips
Yeah she's trying to look cool
She tries to meet his eyes
But he just looks the other way
He can smell that kinda woman
From a hundred miles away
Oh she dying oh she dying
To show him what she got
I'm right around the corner
Are you ready or not?
Hangs around the room
Like a smell that won't go away
And he can smell that kinda woman
From five hundred miles away
Oh she touchy oh she touchy
If the roles were turned around
A policeman would have that woman
Pinned down to the ground
I don't know if it's the perfume
Or the words they choose to say
But he can smell that kinda woman
From a thousand miles away
She holds in her breath
As he walks in a room
Puckers up her lips
Yeah she's trying to look cool
She tries to meet his eyes
But he just looks the other way
He can spot that kinda woman
Oh
He can spot that kinda woman
From a million miles away