Tytuł: Charlie no.1

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We've seen her type before
   Sandals and the hair
   They fall in love with big dumb boys
   And we sit and stare
   So we walk the long way
   Glasses in our hands
   When the last of the ice is eaten
   Throw them as far as we can
   There's a problem
   There's no sleepy girl to wrap you in her loving arms
   There's a lizard on the doorstep
   And there is music in my head
   We put the world on hold
   two young men growing old
   We talk of years like lost weekends
   And the harbour shrugs
   Because friends are getting fewer
   And we vow life will be fuller
   But if the last of our dreams is broken
   We'll walk the same way home
   There's a problem
   There's no sleepy girl to wrap you in her loving arms
   There's a lizard on the doorstep
   And there is music in my head
   There's a gold star on your forehead
   But there is trouble up ahead
   Charlie what'll become of us?
   I had my dreams for both of us
   You might be unworthy
   But you remember what I remember
   And that's enough to care
   You don't fall off the rails