歌曲名 Charlie Freak 歌手名 Steely Dan

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Charlie Freak had but one thing to call his own

Three weight ounce pure golden ring no precious stone

Five nights without a bite

No place to lay his head

And if nobody takes him in

He soon be dead

On the street he spied my face I heard him hail

In our plot of frozen space he told his tale

Poor man he showed his hand

So righteous was his need

And me so wise I bought his prize

For chicken feed

Newfound cash soon begs to smash a state of mind

Close inspection fast revealed his favorite kind

Poor kid he overdid

Embraced the spreading haze

And while he sighed his body died

In fifteen ways

When I heard I grabbed a cab to where he lay

his arm the plastic tag read

Yes Jack I gave it back

The ring I could not own

Now come my friend I take your hand

And lead you home