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Ballad of Lizzy and the Dancing Ghost Video (MV)




Performed By: Lizzy Kirby
Length: 1:45
Written by: Elizabeth Wilson
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Lizzy Kirby - Ballad of Lizzy and the Dancing Ghost Lyrics




Piano where the ghost resides
Hisses every chord
Then bellowing by echoing
Spirits sounding, boom

Stand next to me while
It moves and groves
To its own sadistic tunes
Dance with me, then

One, two, twist more
Count ourselves in
Can't let a ghost damn us to hell
Due to our lazy tango

We rock our hips
Rythm from our chest
We can beat this beast
Music in our blood like a disease

The ghoul narrows in
Threatened by our pulse
Hips circle in real tight
Giving us a sexy fright

There's still time on our clocks
Up the tempo, down the tongues
Our level of lust
Can crumble the ghost into dust

We rock our hips
Rythm from our chest
We can beat this beast
Music in our blood like a disease

One final blow
To send the poltergeist gone
Slamming our gams
Bullets shoot out of our jazz hands

Pew pew pew where the ghost once flew
Seeping down below the ground
We rid the ghoul with our
Sick dance moves
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Piano where the ghost resides
Hisses every chord
Then bellowing by echoing
Spirits sounding, boom

Stand next to me while
It moves and groves
To its own sadistic tunes
Dance with me, then

One, two, twist more
Count ourselves in
Can't let a ghost damn us to hell
Due to our lazy tango

We rock our hips
Rythm from our chest
We can beat this beast
Music in our blood like a disease

The ghoul narrows in
Threatened by our pulse
Hips circle in real tight
Giving us a sexy fright

There's still time on our clocks
Up the tempo, down the tongues
Our level of lust
Can crumble the ghost into dust

We rock our hips
Rythm from our chest
We can beat this beast
Music in our blood like a disease

One final blow
To send the poltergeist gone
Slamming our gams
Bullets shoot out of our jazz hands

Pew pew pew where the ghost once flew
Seeping down below the ground
We rid the ghoul with our
Sick dance moves
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Writer: Elizabeth Wilson
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