Charlie No.1 Lyrics - Singles - Whitlams

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 home 

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 

But 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 harbor 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 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, 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