Used to hold the ball for me and I fall flat on my face once again
Snapped my friends blanket once or twice but now it seems like that was then
Turned over a new leaf now you therapy sessions are now worth the buck
Hope your piano player's happy now I wish you luck
Lucy sings a better song I hope
Always made me seem out like her joke
Never had no hope for me nope
But I'll show her what little Charlie can do
Atleast now I can talk to her I can hold my own topic of choice
Used to have to run away at the sound of her voice
But Charlie's now learned to write and he's learned how to play the gutar
He's going to move to Hollywood he's going to become a star
Hope your Schroeder's happy with you now
I've packed all my bags I'll see you around
My time in the sun has come and gone
Hope my memories of Lucy will live on and on
Lucy sings all our songs
She writes them in her notebook all day long
She used to talk about this guy she used to know
The same old blockhead singing at the show