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The sick patch on the carpet, the we drank too much.
The stains on the Belling Stove, it misses the woman's touch.
The hair on the soap, the in the sink.
The toothbrush that you behind, it makes me stop and think.

There's a ghost, in my bedsit, of how it to be.
There's a ghost n my bedsit, and it on haunting me.

The scratches on my records, from where you left on the floor.
The dirty clothes in my bag, when you went out of the door.
Now I'm all alone, and the silence burns my ears.
Memories dance around my head, every second seems years.

The presence in my bedsit, that won't go away.
the stains on my duvet, from the nights you used to stay.
Programmes we together, I've still got the video.
And the telephone still rings for you from who do not know.