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On a street corner in Pittsburgh, PA 
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There?s a tough Irish boy with no dreams 
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But to be King for one day 
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And he?s schooled by the older ones 
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With lessons and the conduct of the streets 
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He?s got a mean right cross  
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And a devastating left hook 

           
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He likes to drink and he likes to fight  
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He likes poppin? pills and Du-Op  
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and the boulevard on a Saturday night  
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And he?s going no where fast 
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you know he?s happy just staying alive  
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But you can always count on Charlie  
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To be there if you needed him 

      
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In a courtroom on a December?s day 
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The judge said look here son  

If you wanna play  
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You?re gonna have to pay 
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See these rules that you life by  
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Don?t exist in a civilized world.  
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So I offer you prison, or Vietnam.  


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You know Charlie, he?s kinda crazy  
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He just stood there looked at me, 
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Looked at the judge, straight in the eyes  
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Said I?d love to fight your honor  
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And you know I?ve got nothing to lose 
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So send me off to war, I don?t mind. 


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He spent two years  

Learning weapons of death 
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And a year in the jungle  
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Like an animal where it's kill or be killed 
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And the right amount of heroin  
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Really seems the quiet the bombs 
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Back in Pittsburgh, things are rather calm 


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Now Charlie, he is my friend 
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Taught me how to hold my head up 
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Told me soon that I?d be a man 
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Says that Agent Orange is calling  
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And the doctors have done all they can 
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Well Charlie, I?m gonna miss you  
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after you?re gone 
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Well Charlie, I?m gonna miss you  
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after you?re gone 
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Well Charlie, I?m gonna miss you  
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after you?re gone