Read these lyrics very carefully…
New boy in the neighborhood
Lives downstairs and it is understood.
He’s there just to take good care of me,
Like he’s one of the family.Charles in Charge
Of our days and our nights
Charles in Charge
Of our wrongs and our rightsAnd I sing, I want,
I want Charge in Charge of me.Charles in Charge
Of our days and our nights
Charles in Charge
Of our wrongs and our rightsAnd I sing, I want,
I want Charles in Charge of me.
Charles is a bit of a dominating slaving masochist it seems. That naughty naughty Charles.
Anthropologists two hundred years from now will watch TV from my lifetime and wonder what the hell was up with their ancestors.







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