I was never looking for her
Till I found her
Now I find her everywhere
She's always there
See her in my morning coffee
Glaring at me through the glassy surface there
The way she stares
She's the ghost of Chicago
She got lost somehow.
She gets married tomorrow.
Oh, and I'm going down.
There she is again beside the fountain looking out upon the people here.
It's awfully clear she's haunting me and honestly I'm haunted to be haunted by the likes of she.
Lucky me.
She's ghost of Chicago.
She got lost somehow.
She gets married tomorrow.
wrong Oh, I'm going down
Chicago,
saw her on the water when I called her home,
my clementine Chicago, all in all I think I'm falling into love with afterlife
Chicago,
saw her on the water when I called her home,
my clementine All in all I think I'm falling in so low without the light
She's the ghost of Chicago She got lost somehow
She gets married tomorrow
Oh and I'm going down all.
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