She’s On My Mind

I have this new friend named Charlotte
She laughs at my jokes all the time
And I've never known such a harlot
To be so affectionate and kind

And the ball keeps on rolling
'Ttil I've had it all
But she's still on my mind
And I find that to...

Not be a fortunate dresser
But if she couldn't tell
How could I work up the nerve
To confess or get housed
And drown in my cries

And her bra's in my car
'Cause she changed after swimming
And she's still on my mind
And I don't really...

Summers with her have barely placed a bet
Faces I've met haven't managed to impress me
I guess haven't you been blessed by someone, too?

And her pa isn't for
Any closing of doors
But she's still on my mind
And I don't really mind