Couldn't break the spell
That you laid upon me
Life's my private hell
When general aim is to be free
How many days and parties I spent living
like a ghost
How many books and television
like a ghost

Ah na na na little charlie
Ah na na na little charlie 

Oh oh little charlie puzzlehead

I think I better shut my mouth
I'm the man who runs away
How many hours
in this dark and gloomy room
How many days and parties I spent
living like a ghost
How many books and television
like a ghost 

Ah na na na little charlie
Ah na na na little charlie 

Oh oh little charlie puzzlehead 
Oh oh oh oh charlie puzllehead
Oh oh oh na na na


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