Charity carries a pride, charity deals in den and dice Charity is greedy for the core Each night she slips out the door And while she's gone I'm in control She'll never miss And pills I stole No no no Later back who know from where Charity stumbles up the stairs Nursing her natural bias Cursing her like a lions meat I hear the key I tread that sound She likes to see My guts unwound How much pure love Can one home handle How much pure love Can this humble house hold Charity crashes in the bed Still with her winkle and boots Charity she moans in her sleep Dreaming he sleep that earn her keep Me I get up I face the floor I troll the blankets I check the door How much pure love Can one home handle How much pure love Can this humble house hold Sometimes I think Well thats enough Spots on my shorts They wont wash out But it comes down The Charity She never were If she were free No no no ...