The Limeliters - Charlie, The Midnight Marauder текст песни

Spoken

Calling car four one
Calling car four one
Investigate a code seven
at one one six West 14th Street and report.
Looks like Charlie's at it again!



Oh, Charlie was raised in the city.
He scoffed at the suburban life
'til Satan disguised as a salesman
bewitched and bewildered his wife.

She heard of the pleasures of rural life
with barbecues under the tree,
and so for a mere forty thousand
he purchased their dream-house with ease.

He rose before dawn every morning
to dreamily fall into line (*yawn*)
and follow that bumper before him (*beep-beep*)
to be on the job before nine.

His dream-house of crumbling stucco
was more like a nightmarish load.
His weekends were spent in hard labor,
he dug and he pruned and he mowed.

One night an electrical failure (*woohoo*)
blacked out every street in the tract.
Our hero drove up in confusion
But couldn't locate his new shack.

Each cracker-box looked like the one next door
as far as the eye could see
and he cursed to himself as he pondered,
"Now where in the hell can it be?"

He searched 'til a door looked familiar
then tried out his key in the lock.
The door opened wide and he entered,
poor Charlie was on the wrong block!

He strode to the couch of his sleeping love
he kissed her and backed off in fright (*shreik*)!
The girl he had kissed was a stranger
who screamed and ran out in the night.

They caught him a few minutes later
still rooted and shaking with fear.
They called him the Midnight Marauder
and put him away for a year.

And put him away for a year
and put him away for a year
They called him the Midnight Marauder
and put him away for a year.

(spoken)
When a salesman is touting suburbia
he's doing it purely for pelt.
Remember the story of Charlie,
(sung)
and tell him to move there himself

And tell him to move there himself,
and tell him to move there himself.
Remember the story of Charlie,
and tell him to move there himself.