Ghost With A Fitting Room Opinion (Dressing Room Ghost Song)

Full Song Lyrics

Ghost With A Fitting Room Opinion (Dressing Room Ghost

Song) - [Verse 1]

Tried on a jacket, thought I looked pretty sharp, Felt a chill come over me right there in the dark.

Some stranger spirit says, "Son, take that thing off,"

"That mustard yellow's a crime, boy, don't you scoff."

[Verse 2]

I said, "Who are you to judge my style, ghost man?" He said, "I died in polyester, I know where you stand.

Trust me kid, I made that mistake back in '75, Don't let that color follow you the rest of your life."

[Chorus]

Now I got a dead guy givin' me the review, Every fitting room mirror, he's got somethin' to say too.

"Nice fit," "hard pass," "burn ," "now that's the on! #

Shoppin' with a spirit, ain't exactly how I'd planned my fun. [Verse 3]

Grabbed some plaid, he groaned like it hurt his soul,

Grabbed some denim, he said, "Now boy, that's the goal."

Turns out this old spirit had some real good taste,

'Cept for that jacket he wore when he passed, what a waste. [Chorus - repeat]

Now I got a dead guy givin' me the review, Every fitting room mirror, he's got somethin' to say too.

"Nice f!," "hard pas ," "burn ," "now that's the on! #

Shoppin' with a spirit, ain't exactly how I'd planned my fun.

[Bridge - half time, harmonica]

Turned to ask him, "what's the verdict, man, be real?" He said, "Kid, the verdict is - you finally got some feel." Funny how the dead ones come around to help us grow, Even in a dressing room, wherever spirits go. [Outro Chorus]

Now I got a dead guy who's my personal shopper friend, Poppin' up in fitting rooms until the bitter end.

Some folks got a stylist, I got a spirit with some flair, Thanks for the fashion tips, whoever, wherever you are.