Charlie, I'm pregnant   And living on 9th Street   Right above a dirty bookstore   Off Euclid Avenue   Stopped taking dope   Quit drinking whiskey   My old man plays the trombone   Works out at the track      Says that he loves me   Even though it's not his baby   Says that he'll raise him up   Like he would his own son   Gave me a ring that was worn by his mother   Takes me out dancing every Saturday night      Charlie, I think about you   Every time I pass the filling station   On a count of all the grease   You used to wear in your hair   Still have that record   Little Anthony and The Imperials   Someone stole my record player   How do you like that?      Charlie, I almost went crazy   After Mario got busted   Went back to Omaha to live with my folks   But everyone I used to know is either dead or in prison   Came back to Minneapolis   This time I think I'm gonna stay      Charlie, I think I'm happy   For the first time since my accident   Wish I had all the money   We used to spend on dope   I'd buy me a used car lot   And I wouldn't sell any of them   Just drive a different car everyday   Depending on how I feel      Charlie, for Christ sakes   If you wanna 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