The Ghost In The Parlour Letra

girls mix their drinks
with sugar and ice
and the boys make a fool out of me
out of me

cylinders roll through my head
i'll play the notes to your favorite tune
host of the party will toast to the ghost in the parlour
"here's to you"

girls line the walls
in a dashing parade
like the garden that lusts for the ground

boys will approach
to pick their bouquets
and show off to the air what they've found

they're dancing to the waltz
twirling fancy wall to wall
and i'm the master of their ball
oh, of their ball

it's time to go
so the boys grab their coats
as to cover the stains on their shirts

girls grab an arm
to make their way home
and repair all the tears in their skirts
in their skirts

so long and farewell and goodnight
we'll meet again to your favorite tune
host of the party will toast to the ghost in the parlour
"here's to you"