Could they call your name much louder    Those sirens on the shore   Arresting your attention   Standing easy by the door    Deny them if you want to    Defy them if you dare   Just when you thought you'd shelved them   In the cupboard marked 'Beware!'      Out of the then, Into the now    Ghost who'll make the most of every morsel you'll allow them   Though we know you've changed so much since then   They'll get you in the end   They're your old girlfriends       Do you think you could avoid them    As you skim from page to page    These permanent reminders   That you never act your age   There's traps in every dedication   Bombs in every drawer    Strands of hair (Unfair! Unfair!)    Now tripwires on the floor      Out of the then, Into the now   Ghosts who'll make the most of every morsel you'll allow them   Though we know you've changed so much since then    They'll get you in the end   They're your old girlfriends   (Ladies from Hades)      There are habits that we cast aside   And ones we can't unlearn    Some crap we do not deserve    But most of it we earn