Christmas Card From a Hooker in Minneapolis

[Verse 1] Hey Charlie, I'm pregnant and living on 9th Street Right above a dirty bookstore off Euclid Avenue And I stopped takin' dope, and I quit drinkin' whiskey And my old man plays the trombone and works out at the track [Verse 2] He says that he loves me even though it's not his baby He says that he'll raise him up like he would his own son And he gave me a ring that was worn by his mother And he takes me out dancin' every Saturday night [Verse 3] And hey Charlie, I think about you every time I pass a fillin' station On account of all the grease you used to wear in your hair And I still have that record of Little Anthony and the Imperials But someone stole my record player--now, how do you like that? [Verse 4] Hey Charlie, I almost went crazy after Mario got busted I went back to Omaha to live with my folks But everyone I used to know was either dead or in prison So I came back to Minneapolis, this time I think I'm gonna stay [Verse 5] Hey Charlie, I think I'm happy for the first time since my accident I wish I had all the money we used to spend on dope I'd buy me a used car lot, and I wouldn't sell any of 'em I'd just drive a different car every day, dependin' on how I feel [Verse 6] Hey Charlie, for chrissakes, if you want to know the truth of it I don't have a husband, he don't play the trombone I need to borrow money to pay this lawyer, and Charlie, hey I'll be eligible for parole come Valentine's day