This bright, quirky indie rock song tells the tale of a woman who died in 1843 and still pursues her love interests as a ghost.
"1843"
[ Verse ]
She's been dead since 1843
Before "Purple Haze" and flat screen TV
She's been gone since 1843
Before Cassius Clay became Muhammad Ali
She was laid to rest in the cemetery
That's right across the street from me
She's been dead since 1843
Why in the world is she smiling at me
[ Chorus ]
Will you roll with me
Will you stroll with me
Will you freak with me
Will you peak with me
Will you dance with me
Will you romance me
Will you moan with me
Will you groan with me