Lyrics:

Price-Walsh

Staring through the window,
Old man Charlie staring through the window.
He doesn't have a place to stay or a place to go.

He's thinking 'bout the ladies. Old man Charlies got his memories.
And the goodtime sweet like wine, just yesterday - just yesterday.

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Goodtime Charlie ain't had a good time in years.
Goodtime Charlie only tomorrow and tears.

But wait a minute, Charlie. You don't have far to go now.
Come the goodtime sweet like wine tomorrow - tomorrow.

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Charlie's look for (good time).

So wait a minute Charlie. You don't have far to go now.
Come the goodtime sweet like wine tomorrow - tomorrow.

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