Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around Oh oh oh oh That what you fear the most Could meet you halfway She lived on the curve of the road In an old, tar-paper shack On the south side of the town On the wrong side of the tracks Sometimes on the way

I got the ghost, get ghost, is scarin’ you the most I think the ghost, the ghost, is scarin’ you the most I got the ghost That spirit you harbor in your bones Life is what you fear the most, but don’t forget you’re Don’t forget ghost Who you gonna call