Whitlams - Charlie No.1 Lyrics
Sandals and the hairThey fall in love with big dumb boysAnd we sit and stareSo, we walk the long way homeGlasses in our handsWhen the last of the ice is eatenThrow them as far as we canThere's a problem, there's no sleepy girlTo wrap you in her loving armsThere's a lizard on the doorstepBut there is music in my headWe put the world on holdTwo young men growing oldWe talk of years like lost weekendsAnd the harbor shrugsBecause friends are getting fewerAnd we vow life will be fullerBut if the last of our dreams is brokenWe'll walk the same way homeThere's a problem, there's no sleepy girlTo wrap you in her loving armsThere's no sleepy girlTo wrap you in her loving armsThere's a lizard on the doorstepAnd there is music in my headThere's a gold star on your foreheadBut there is trouble up aheadCharlie, what'll become of us?I had my dreams for both of us, for both of usYou might be unworthyBut you remember what I rememberAnd that's enough to careYou don't fall off the rails
