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A Ghost of a Chance
I took her to a haunted house
and we kissed in a creaking hallway.
I tried to reach inside her blouse
but she said you don’t go to heaven that way.
and we kissed in a creaking hallway.
I tried to reach inside her blouse
but she said you don’t go to heaven that way.
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