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  1. Shake the Ghost

Girlfriend demo tracked to the Tascam PortaStudio. Music & Lyrics by Phil Hyland (BMI)

Lyrics

I’ve been sittin’ here stuck with this feelin’
That I don’t think will ever go away
I’ve been lying here starin’ at the ceiling,
The shadows move, the paint is peelin’

Better take better care...of myself
Better take better care
Better take better care

(whistles)

Who do you trust at the end of [your] the day,
Its so hard to say
And who do you love,
And do they love you, tell me...baby, baby?

I’ve been sittin’ here stuck with this feelin’
That I don’t think will ever go away
I’m going blind starin’ at the ceiling,
The shadows move, the paint is peelin’

Better take better care...of myself
And you, you’re my girl...you’re my family
And I’ll shake the ghost, the lonely ghost…
A friend of mine who has gone ahead of me, (or, to lose someone so close to me) make it about mourning and grief.

Who do you trust at the end of your day,
Is it so hard to say?
And who do you love,
And does he love you back good? Tell me, baby?

I’ve been sittin’ here stuck with this feelin’
That I don’t think will ever go away
I’m going blind starin’ at the ceiling,
The shadows move, the paint is peelin’

I better take!
I better take!
I better take better care of myself!
Everyone’s on the move...my blood is thinnin’
Everyone’s on the move, I can’t shake the ghost, can’t shake the ghost,
Can’t shake the ghost,

Who do you trust? I don’t know.
Its gettin’ too hard to say,
Who do you love, who do you love...and does he love you?
Is he good for you...tell me? Is he good for you, baby?

I’ve been sittin’ here stuck with this feelin’
That I don’t think will ever go away
I’m going blind starin’ at the ceiling,
The shadows move, the paint is peelin’

Everyone’s on the move,
My blood is thinning,
Things never turn out the way you think they should,
I shake the ghost, the lonely ghost,
Its a friend of mine...gone on ahead of me,

Things never turn out the way you think they should,

Everyone’s on the move,
My blood is thinnin’,
Things never turn out the way you think they should,
Do they?