Charlie I'm pregnant, living on the 9th street
Right above a dirty bookstore off Euclid Avenue
I stopped takin' dope, quit drinkin' whiskey
My old man plays the trombone and works out at the track

He says that he loves me, though it's not his baby
He says he's gonna raise him up just like he was his only son
He gave me a ring that was worn by his mother
And takes me out dancin' every Saturday night

Charlie I think about you every time I pass a fillin' station
On account 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 when Mario got busted
I went back to Omaha to live with my folks
Everyone I used to know was 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
I wish I had all the money that we used to spend on dope
Buy me a used car lot wouldn't sell any of 'em
I'd just drive a different car every day, dependin' on how I feel

Hey Charlie for Christ sakes if you want to know the [bad word] of it
I don't have me a husband he don't play the trombone
I've got to borrow money to pay this lawyer
And Charlie, hey, I'll be eligible for [bad word] Valentine's day