Miss Ghost

N.C. | Am | Am | Am | Am | Am Am On a misbegotten, moonless night I stumbled in my door, Am Am disgusted with my circumstance, soaked to every pore. Dm Dm When floating from my bedroom came a moaning and a sigh, Am Am "Oh, I've had one too many, it's just the wind, " says I. | Am | Am | Am Am I lit up a cigarette and I poured a good, stiff drink. Am Am You see I needed to compose myself, I needed time to think. Dm Dm No sooner had I settled down, the moaning came again, Am Am drifting through the silence like some otherworldly violin. F Am** E** I bounded up the staircase, I went slippin' and slidin' down the hall. Dm Am** E** You know, I've been around the whole, wide world but I was not prepared at all. F Am** E** Uninvited visitor, unsuspecting host, Dm Am** E** "Well, I see you've made yourself at home. Good evening, Miss Ghost. | Am | Am | Am Am "You're more beautiful than ever I feel just like a kid Am Am and I commence to trembling when I think of all the things we did. Dm Dm Skin as pale as marble; lips as red as blood, Am Am Imagine my surprise, my dear, I thought that you were gone for good. F Am** E** You look so lovely lying there, all stretched out on your back, Dm Am** E** but I'm the one who's strung up here on old temptation's rusty rack. F Am** E** And in the wee small hours is when I miss you the most Dm Am** E** and I confess it, I have missed you, Miss Ghost. | Am | Dm* C* B7* E* Am I threw open the window and I howled at the rain Dm* C* B7* E* Dm and I cursed the weakness of the flesh, this breath and bone, Dm and this brute, reptilian brain. | Am | Am | Am | Am | Am Am What dirty tricks the mind can play in the lonely dead of night Am Am when you bump into the shadow of a faded love that wasn't right. Dm Dm Way down beneath the surface, far beyond the light of day, Am Am so many things lie buried deep and, baby, they should stay that way. F Am** E** Oh, my wicked, little habit, we've really made a mess, Dm Am** E** everything's been trivialized in our vain pursuit of happiness. F Am** E** And even though you've come for me I won't go back with you Dm Am** E** to some temporary heaven, down some empty, dead-end avenue. F Am** E** But it's been so good to have you here and I propose a toast: Dm Am** E** "Here's to seeing through you, Miss Ghost." (Repeat and Fade Out) | Am | Am | Am | Am || | Am |