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  1. Haunted

From the album ownlife

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Written with the Tonellis' Bob Stoppenbach (who also happens to be my cousin). Best to listen to this one with a head full of Absinthe, in a dark room. Love Magick is hazardous to summon, isn't it?

Lyrics

HAUNTED
Words and Music by Scott May and Bob Stoppenbach
French Lyrics by Mallory Lennon and Beno Lortie
©2015 QZQ Melodies/Stoppenbach Publishing BMI

Jeannette lifts a Bible from the shelf
Takes a dose of Absinthe, for herself
'tween the pages of the prophets
A yellowed picture lies
(so) Another piece of Ti' Jeanette dies

The pictures of a man she's grown to love
his linen suit and black cabretta gloves
It doesnt matter that he passed
a century 'fore this day
she's haunted by the sheik of the vieux carre

Haunted by the Sheik of the Vieux Carré
Haunted by the Sheik of the Vieux Carré
It doesnt matter that he passed
a century 'fore this day
she's haunted by the sheik of the vieux carre

Love can make a fool of us all
we hear the sirens, never heed their call
She cherishes her madness,
Who are we to say?
Haunted by the Sheik of the Vieux Carré

Haunted by the Sheik of the Vieux Carré
Haunted by the Sheik of the Vieux Carré
She cherishes her madness,
Who are we to say?
Haunted by the Sheik of the Vieux Carré

Longing for the touch she'll never know
From one who lived so very long ago
She thinks to burn the picture
Dares to never speak his name
Haunted by the Shiek of the Vieux Carré

Haunted by the Sheik of the Vieux Carré
Haunted by the Sheik of the Vieux Carré
She thinks to burn the picture
Dares never speak his name
Haunted by the Sheik of the Vieux Carré

Un mystère physique
Belle Jeanne, belle à mourir
Je tiens à vous
Je vous entends d'ici souffrir d'amour
Je vous attends depuis une'éternité
Tout le temps
Quand tout ce temps qui nous séparent
Tu es noir désir
Sans vous, Je suis prisonnier des ténèbres