Hello, I am the ghost of troubled Joe Hung by his pretty white neck some eighteen months ago I traveled to a mystical time zone And I missed my bed and I soon came home They said, "There's too much caffeine in your bloodstream And a lack of real spice in your life" I said "Leave me alone because I'm alright, Dad Just surprised to still be on my own" Oh, but don't mention love I'd hate the pain of the strain again A rush and a push and the land that we stand on is ours It has been before, so why can't it be now? And the people who are uglier than you and I They take what they need and just leave Oh, but don't mention love I'd hate the pain of the strain again A rush and a push and the land that we stand on is ours It has been before, so it shall be again And the people who are weaker than you and I They take what they want from life Oh, don't mention love No, no, don't mention love A rush and a push and the land that we stand on is ours Your youth may be gone but you're still a young man So phone me, phone me So phone me, phone me, phone Oh, oh, I think I'm in love Oh, oh, I think I'm in love Oh, oh, I think I'm in love