ghost stories

Two in the morning
And I'm way too stoned, I can't drive home, it's pourin'
Oh God, it's pouring
And while we're talking
And our bodies move in closer, can't ignore it
I can't ignore it

I see the way she's fallin', she's falling
She's fallin' right into my arms, mm-mm
And I can tell I'm fallin', I'm falling
I'm fallin' right into her charm mm-mm

She said, "Tell me ghost stories, turn down the lights"
Light up a candle, she's holdin' me tight
God knows where we'll be by the end of the night
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

While we're tellin' ghost stories
While we're tellin' ghost stories, mm-mm

Sit in the silence
Where the only sound is breathin' in the quiet
And I don't know where my mind is
You're the only thing I want and I won't fight it
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

And I can tell I'm fallin', I'm falling
I'm fallin' right into her charm, mm-mm

She said, "Tell me ghost stories, turn down the lights"
Light up a candle, she's holdin' me tight
God knows where we'll be by the end of the night
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

While we're tellin' ghost stories
While we're tellin' ghost stories, mm-mm
While we're tellin' ghost stories
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

She said, "Tell me ghost stories, turn down the lights"
Light up a candle, she's holdin' me tight
God knows where we'll be by the end of the night
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

We're tellin' ghost stories
While we're tellin' ghost stories (oh, oh-oh)
We're tellin' ghost stories
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh



Credits
Writer(s): Phil Cook, Hilda Stenmalm, Jeremiah Daly
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