
The Kelly Song Collective
Goodbye Charlene
I met her in a non-descript bar;
now I’ll describe for you in detail.
A rose by any other name still smells the same,
but Dad I miss the Brewers’ Retail.
She said she came from nowhere nice,
and hitched a ride from Saratoga.
She pulled a secret like a gold plow through her past.
Turned her noses up at yoga
Goodbye Charlene
Man, I’d love to see her canvas on oil.
Boy I could expand her borders.
Girl you bring my body to a boil.
Woman your wishes sound like orders
Charlene wore a see-through mask,
and always took it on the chin.
There’s a lot of helping hands she’s done without,
and a few that Charlene’s done within.
She talked a lot about the right here and the now
using just the future tense.
The grass is greener behind your white picket lines.
Charlene, I’m falling off the fence.
I met her in a non-descript bar;
now I’ll describe for you in detail.
A rose by any other name still smells the same,
but Dad I miss the Brewers’ Retail.
