And he says that he loves me 
Even though it's not his baby 
And he says that I rev him up 
Like he was his own son 
And he gave me a ring 
That was worn by his mother 
And he takes me out dancin' 
Every Saturday night

And hey Charley I think about you 
Everytime I pass a fillin' station 
On account of all the grease 
You used to wear in your hair 
And I still have that record of 
Little Anthony & the Imperials 
But someone stole my record player 
Now how do you like that?

Hey Charley I almost went crazy 
After Mario got busted 
So I went back to Omaha 
to Live with my folks 
But 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 Charley I think I'm happy 
For the first time since my accident 
And I wish I had all the money 
That we used to spend on dope
I'd buy me a used car lot 
And I wouldn't sell any of em 
I'd just drive a different car Every day, 
dependin on how I feel

Hey Charley for Chrissakes 
Do you wanna 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 Charley, hey 
I'll be eligible for parole 
Come Valentine's Day