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Hey Charlie I'm pregnant and living on the 9th street Right above a dirty bookstore off Euclid Avenue And I stopped takin' dope and I quit drinkin' whiskey And my old man plays the trombone works out at the track He says that he loves me, though it's 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 He takes me out dancin' every Saturday night Hey Charlie I think about you every time I pass a fillin' station 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 now how do you like that? 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 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 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 Chris sakes if you want to know the truth of it? I don't have a husband he don't play the trombone And I need to borrow money to pay this lawyer And Charlie, hey I'll be eligible for parole come Valentines day