[Verse 1] Your hate mailed me love letters I kept every single note You said "I want to live in heaven, baby, can you redirect my post?" I was making love with your ghost [Verse 2] So low under the river In that little wooden boat You were throwing bodies over Boy, just to see if they would float I was making love with your ghost [Verse 3] You would undressed me with your eyes And I undressed me of my clothes When your resurrection wood arise More than just thе dead arose I was making love with your ghost [Verse 4] I am thе mistress at your funeral I am beautifully composed As they were speaking, there was glass of you I proposed myself a toast Well I was making love with your ghost [Outro] I was making love with your ghost Well, I was making love with your ghost