Ghost (of a Good Time)

Girls, come on over
I’m too loath to twist and shout
Got rose haze for the nightshade and some bubblegum for your pout
RSVP to be not going out
Going out’s just chasing the ghost of a good time
It gets you caught up in the rewind
Chasing the ghost of a good time, you start to regress to a past life
Chasing the ghost of a good time
I got it good when I’m inside
Never go

Red bottoms on the sofa, or party in a cabin in the woods
Trailblaze in the wildness
Wouldn’t compass there if I could
Here’s me, where I said I’d be
Chasing the ghost of a good time
Gets you caught up in the rewind
Chasing the ghost of a good time
You start to regress to a past life
Chasing the ghost of a good time
I got it good when I’m inside. Let it go

Was the crowd always so dense?
Used to think I could step to it
Now I hoof to the garden, hope lilacs pop through
Heavy fog, mistook for aura, casting light not pink or blue
Traded most of my vice for botanical muses, scared but not clueless
Say, how can you thrive in this state creeping from vines?
These debased trawls in the cooler for sling
Why not stay in?
Chasing the ghost for a good time
They’re all by my side when I’m inside
So come on over