(Pat McManus)
George Jones & Elvis Costello

This never was one of the great romances
But I thought you'd always have those young girl's eyes
For now they look in tired and bitter glances
At the ghost of a man walkin' round in my disguise.

He gets the feeling that he should belong here
But there's no welcome in the window anyway
And he looks down for a number on his key-chain
'Cause it feels more like a hotel everyday.

There's a stranger in the house, nobody's seen his face
Everybody says he's takin' my place
There's a stranger in the house no one will ever see
Everybody says he looks like me.

--- Instrumental ---

And now you say you've got no expectations
But I know you also miss those carefree days
And for all the angry words that passed between them
She still can't understand him when he says.

There's a stranger in the house, nobody's seen his face
But everybody says he's takin' my place
There's a stranger in the house no one will ever see
But everybody says he looks like me.

He looks like me...