Neko Case - Christmas Card From a Hooker in Minneapolis lyrics
[Neko Case - Christmas Card From a Hooker in Minneapolis lyrics]
Hey Charlie I'm pregnant and
Living on 9th Street
Right above a dirty bookstore
Off Euclid Avenue
And I stopped takin' dope and
I quit drinkin' whiskey
And my old man plays the trombone
And works out at the track
He says that he loves me even
Though it's not his baby
He says that he'll raise him up
Like he would his own son
And he gave me a ring that
Was worn by his mother and he takes me out
Dancin' every Saturday night
Charlie I think about you when
I pass the fillin' station
On account of all the grease you
Used to wear in your hair
And I still have that record of
Little Anthony and the Imperials
But someone stole my record player
How do you like that?
Charlie I almost went crazy
When Mario got busted
Went back to Omaha to live with my folks
And everyone I used to know was
Either dead or in prison
Came back to Minneapolis
This time I think I'm gonna stay
Charlie I think I'm happy
First time since my accident
I wish I had all that money
We used to spend on dope
I'd buy me a used car lot
And I wouldn't sell anything
Drive me a different car every day
Dependin' on how I feel
Hey Charlie for chrissakes if you want
To know the truth of it
I don't have me a husband and
He don't play the trombone
Gotta borrow money to pay this
Lawyer and Charlie hey
I'll be eligible for parole
Come Valentine's Day
Living on 9th Street
Right above a dirty bookstore
Off Euclid Avenue
And I stopped takin' dope and
I quit drinkin' whiskey
And my old man plays the trombone
And works out at the track
He says that he loves me even
Though it's not his baby
He says that he'll raise him up
Like he would his own son
And he gave me a ring that
Was worn by his mother and he takes me out
Dancin' every Saturday night
Charlie I think about you when
I pass the fillin' station
On account of all the grease you
Used to wear in your hair
And I still have that record of
Little Anthony and the Imperials
But someone stole my record player
How do you like that?
Charlie I almost went crazy
When Mario got busted
Went back to Omaha to live with my folks
And everyone I used to know was
Either dead or in prison
Came back to Minneapolis
This time I think I'm gonna stay
Charlie I think I'm happy
First time since my accident
I wish I had all that money
We used to spend on dope
I'd buy me a used car lot
And I wouldn't sell anything
Drive me a different car every day
Dependin' on how I feel
Hey Charlie for chrissakes if you want
To know the truth of it
I don't have me a husband and
He don't play the trombone
Gotta borrow money to pay this
Lawyer and Charlie hey
I'll be eligible for parole
Come Valentine's Day