Ghost of Stephen Foster
Sailing Through Melodies: Unveiling the Ghostly Tale at Hotel Paradise
Lyrics
Met the Ghost of Stephen Foster at the Hotel Paradise
Encountered the apparition of Stephen Foster at the Hotel Paradise.
This is what I told him as I gazed into his eyes
Expressed a message to Stephen Foster while looking into his eyes.
Rooms were made for carpets
Rooms are designed for carpets, emphasizing the conventional purpose of spaces.
Towers made for spires
Towers are constructed for spires, highlighting architectural elements.
Ships were made for cannonade fire off from inside them
Ships are created for cannonade fire originating from within them.
Gwine to run all night, gwine to run all day
Referencing the traditional song "Camptown Races" with a variation of its lyrics.
Camptown ladies never sang all the doo dah day no, no, no
Continuation of the reference to "Camptown Races," noting that the ladies don't sing all day.
Gwine to run all night, gwine to run all day
Reiteration of the intention to keep running both day and night.
Camptown ladies never sang all the doo dah day no, no, no
Repetition of the idea that Camptown ladies don't sing throughout the day.
Met the Ghost of Stephen Foster at the Hotel Paradise
Recurrence of encountering Stephen Foster's ghost at the Hotel Paradise.
This is what I told him as I gazed into his eyes
Restatement of the message conveyed while making eye contact with Stephen Foster.
Ships were made for sinking
Ships are mentioned again, emphasizing their destiny for sinking.
Whiskey made for drinking
Associating whiskey with its conventional purpose, which is for drinking.
If we were made of cellophane
Imagining a scenario where people are made of cellophane, a material transparent like glass.
We'd all get stinking drunk quite faster
Suggesting that if people were transparent, they would become drunk more rapidly.
Gwine to run all night, gwine to run all day
Repetition of the determination to keep running both day and night.
Camptown ladies never sang all the doo dah day no, no, no
Continuation of the modified "Camptown Races" lyrics, emphasizing the silence of Camptown ladies.
Gwine to run all night, gwine to run all day
Reiteration of the commitment to run continuously, contrasting with the quiet Camptown ladies.
Camptown ladies never sang all the doo dah
Final repetition of the notion that Camptown ladies don't sing throughout the day.
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