A 577655  Bb X13331  Bb* 688766  C X32010  Dm XX0231  Dm* X57765
Dm7 X57565  Eb X68886


  INTRO

   Dm  Bb  C  Dm
He------------llo, 
         Bb           C    Dm 
I am the ghost of troubled Joe
            Bb         C     Dm                  Bb
Hung by his pretty neck some eighteen months ago
               C Dm            Bb            
I travelled to a mystical time zone
             C  Dm                  Bb
And I missed my bed and I soon came home


  VERSE I

     C     Dm                               Bb           C
They said "there's too much caffine in your bloodstream"
      Dm                         Bb
And a lack of real spice in your life"
                  C Dm                Bb  
I  said "leave me alone because I'm alright dad,
C  Dm                       Bb   C
Surprised to still be on my own"


  CHORUS I

Eb                   Dm*
Ooh, but don't mention love
    Eb                           Dm7  Bb* A
I'd hate the pain of the strain again


  VERSE II

  Dm                         Bb                   C     Dm
A rush and a push and the land that we stand on is ours
                 Bb                C Dm
It has been before, so it shall be again
                   Bb              C   Dm
And people who are uglier than you and I
               Bb                 C
They take what they need and just leave


  CHORUS II

Eb                   Dm*
Ooh, but don't mention love
    Eb                                    Dm7  Bb* A
I'd hate the strain of the pain all over again


  VERSE III

  Dm                         Bb                   C     Dm
A rush and a push and the land that we stand on is ours
                 Bb                 C  Dm
It has been before, so why can't it be now?
                   Bb              C   Dm
And people who are weaker than you and I
                    Bb             C
They take what they want from life


  CHORUS III

Eb                   Dm*
Ooh, but don't mention love
Eb                   Dm7  Bb* A
No, no, don't mention love


  VERSE IV

  Dm                         Bb                   C     Dm
A rush and a push and the land that we stand on is ours
                 Bb                      C     Dm
You youth may be gone but you're still a young man
                   Bb
So phone me, phone me
C  Dm                      Bb   C
So phone me, phone me, phone me


  OUTRO

Eb                 Dm*
Ooh, I think I'm in love
Eb                 Dm*
Ooh, I think I'm in love
Eb                 Dm*
Ooh, I think I'm in love
Eb                    Dm*
Uurrgh, I think I'm in love