Abigail's Ghost Follow

Staring at you in a dimly lit room with an LP on
You slip off your dress as the stylus caresses your favorite song
I’ve had my share of green eyes and brown hair just as anyone
There’s something ‘bout you and that smirk that I can’t put my finger on

I’ll try on your clothes and perfume
When I take a sneak peek in your room
Strip down and lie in your bed
It helps me get into your head

Smoking while waiting for you to get back. Honey where’ve you been?
And I start to sweat, I get wet when I see you’ve brought home a friend
Would I be so bold if I told you there’s room for three?
How does it feel? Does it sweeten the deal that you don’t know me?

I’ll try on your clothes and perfume
When I take a sneak peek in your room
Strip down and lie in your bed
It helps me get into your head
Love the Monet’s and Ravel
A woman of taste I can tell
Careful to not leave a clue
That I’m sneaking closer to you