Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Call the ghost in your underwear.
Call the ghost
Jane, I've made it plain,
Although I'm faded as a ghost:
I
If your mother had her druthers
Won't be riding with another
So you want my affection
We both know you'll only throw
You are the girl that I've been dreaming
of ever since
Like many a male,
I get angst in my pants.
And goddamn
Listen to your body tonight
It's gonna treat you right
Listen to
Over and over, baby
Making me play this game
If true love
My girl's been a real whore
Spending her time with Theodore
Now
Hugs and kisses from the girls and the boys
We get
You are the girl that I've been dreaming of
Ever since
Alike many a male
I got angst in my pants
And goddamn
Over and over, baby
Making me play this game
If true love
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