Charlie no.1 lyrics

Artist  : Whitlams 
Song : Charlie no.1
 
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