Lyrics

Do You Like My Cologne?
- Chris Ramey

© 2025 Ramey
Herban Insurgent Publishing LLC (ASCAP)

When I stumbled in to that old village inn
It seemed so long ago
Well I thought right then when I caught your grin
That you might be good to know
You floated on over took my red-eyed order
You knew I knew you knew I was stoned
You said, "Honey, what's that smell? I swear I won't tell
But I just love your cologne."

Oh do you like my cologne?
A special scent I like to call my homegrown
Yeah I was just in the lot
And got to puffin my pot
And wishing that I wasn't alone
So baby do you wanna get stoned?
I can meet you by the loading zone
Yeah I won 't tell a lie you know I just got high
Baby do you really like my cologne?

My sly reply twinkled away in your eye
Rippled like waves on a lake
Time seemed to stop while I lost my thought
Maybe I had made a mistake
But then when you returned you said you wanted to burn
Just a minute til you went on your break
Leaned over real close and said, "Now I suppose
You'd like to know if these are real or fake."

Watched her walking away apron a hanging halfway
And a swinging from side to side
I swear to this day it was magic that sway
Its power could not be denied
So we went outside and a fresh one we fried
Your sweet smell got me so much higher
Really glad this weed stunk so bad
Cause now I get a slice of your pie

Some people just ain't OK
Reeking like roaches a reefer ashtray
But my odor retention sure got your attention
And now I just may get some play
Ole!

Well I'd been down to that part of town
But never that high before
That gawdy bright "EAT HER" neon light
My munchies just could not ignore
So I guess that it's fate that I sampled your cake
And you my new favorite strain
Hope it won't be long til we try my bong
And ménage à trois with Mary Jane

Oh do you like my cologne?
A special scent I like to call my homegrown
Yeah I was just in the lot
And got to puffin my pot
And wishing that I wasn't alone
So baby do you wanna get stoned?
I can meet you by the loading zone
Yeah I won't tell a lie you know I just got high
I headed on in but then I caught your grin
You said, "What's that smell?" and I was happy to tell
Maybe I made a mistake but then you went on break
And so we went out back and then my bowl was packed
But I ain't no dumber 'cause I got your number
Baby do you like my
Do you really like my
Do you really like my cologne?