There's a ghost outside my window She comes around when I get scared Tells me jokes, sometimes, or we just sit up talking She's happy just being friends But I'll be your, I'll be your boyfriend take you to the dance We'll fall out at midnight, I'll go home with your friend And I love the TV, junk food and bed Yeah, my life is, my life is nothing like Mary Wells So you feel you're growing old, I feel nothing There's a world outside your window Old flames and two bit friends They'll tell you jokes sometimes or kick you when you're falling They're all no good in the end But I'll be your, I'll be your boyfriend take you to the dance We'll fall out at midnight, I'll go home with your friend And I love the TV, junk food and bed Yeah, my life is my life is nothing like Raquel Welch So you feel you're growing old, I feel nothing Oh, why? So you feel you're growing old I feel nothing