歌词
Hey Charlie, I'm pregnant and living on a ninth street
Right above a dirty bookstore off Euclid avenue
I stopped taking dope, I quit drinking whiskey
My old man plays the trombone and works out at the track
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He says that he loves me even though its not his baby
He says that he'll raise him up like he would his own son
He gave me a ring that was worn by his mother
And he takes me out to dancin' every saturday nite
Hey Charlie, I think about you everytime I pass a fillin' station
On account of all the grease you used to wear in your hair
I still have that record of "Little Anthony & The Imperials"
But someone stole my record player, how do you like that?
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Hey Charlie, I almost went crazy after Mario got busted
I went back to Omaha to live with my folks
Everyone I used to know was either dead or in prison
So I came back to Minneapolis, this time I think I'm gonna stay
Hey Charlie, I think I'm happy for the first time since my accident
I wish I have all the money we used to spend on dope
I'd buy me a used car lot, I wouldn't sell any of 'em
I'd just drive a different car every day, dependin on how I feel
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Hey Charlie, for Christ sakes, do you want to know the truth of it?
I don't have a husband, he don't play the trombone
I need to borrow money to pay this lawyer, and Charlie, hey
I'll be eligible for parole, come Valentines day