Give Up the Ghost

She was all I wanted
She was all I could think about
But then her life got haunted
That day a dead guy asked her out
Now she's on his arm
I don't know what she sees in him
Yea, he bought the farm
Wish he'd die all over again
I can't get her out of my head
Sometimes I think I'd be better off dead

Well I know I can make you see
How much happier you could be
We could chat with out necromancy
You gotta give up the ghost and get with me!

We could be together
Just ditch your paranormal paramour
Cut your ghastly tether
Why can't you show him the door
I wish that you knew
I'm dying to be with you
I hate that your boo
Is spelled with two o's and no u
I can't get you out of my head
Sometimes I think I'd be better off dead

You don't know what he's got in his closet
You don't know what he's got in his closet
Skeletons start to rot in his closet
Literal skeletons in his closet



Credits
Writer(s): John Mcdaid, Rosi Golan
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