Ghost

Annie, I just had a sex dream

And I think that you loved me

I’m too lucky

I woke up sticky

And I think it’s you and me

They say oh my god, Jesus Christ

He was dead and then alive

Big blue eyes

I’ll sing it if I like

I told a joke woke up the summer

And now I’m full of you, pull me through

Into the room it’s getting louder

And you don’t see her there, but god I swear

My Annie’s there

But you’ll never know

You wouldn’t believe her

They like when I sing

But it’s a terrible sound

And I ought to know

Just how to get over

My head up in the clouds