Space Ghost Songtext
von Attia Taylor

Can we come together on a Sunday?
I′ll take your braids out and wash your hair
You're the kind of lady I might fear
Or even steer clear-of
And I′m up past bedtime
Trying to find you
Trying to find you
Trying to find you
Trying to love you somehow
I promise, I won't cut your hair


Feel your scalp
Love you now
Love you now
Love you now
Space Ghost comes in all different waveforms
Every time I ask you about your feelings
You're just hearing something else
We nearly touch each other′s bodies
You′re like a hobby
It's like a hobby now

I promise, I won′t cut your hair
Feel your scalp
Love you now
Love you now
Love you now
Space Ghost comes in all different waveforms
I need you, I fear you
I need you, I fear you
Are you scared of a little hard work?
I don't like I gotta see you

I gotta see you