Everybody has a ghost. Everybody has a ghost who sings like you do. Yours is not like mine, it's alright, keep it up. . Boy loses rib in New Orleans. He can't help eyein' up the whores.
I started out at the top of your list. And now this? Come on. Its real funny how the thing you used to run to. Becomes the thing that haunts you. . The future means the past.