Good Boy - Dia Frampton

You’re gonna have to take him away

Cause he don’t wanna leave

Charlie’s such a good boy, a good boy

Momma’s crying out

Where’s he hiding

Charlie’s such a good boy

And now he’s sleeping at home

In his rocket ship bed

Why does being good feel so damn bad

He stares at a picture of his runaway dad

Shines his flashlight steady

Kid, you’re such an easy target

Without a rebel bone

You’re so compliant

Quiet as a stepping stone

Did he give you the love

You’ve been yearning for

Did he give you what you need

You’re gonna have to take him away

'Cause he don’t wanna leave

Charlie’s such a good boy, good boy

Momma’s crying out

Where’s he hiding

Charlie’s such a good boy, good boy

Have you heard the headlines

On blackberry street

There lived a kid out there in number 523

He came home smelling of old shaving cream

He began to act out

He became a little devil

BB gun to the birds

And he spit out the F, and the S, and D words

His momma asked the priest

And the priest replied

«He used to be an angel ma’am

Yeah I don’t know why.»

You’re gonna have to take him away

Cause he don’t wanna leave

Charlie’s such a good boy, good boy

Momma’s crying out

Where’s he hiding

Charlie’s such a good boy, good boy

You can keep a secret right?

Right

I can trust you with my life?

Right

I don’t get no sleep at night, night

You can keep a secret right?

You’re gonna have to take him away

Cause he don’t wanna leave

Charlie’s such a good boy, good boy

Momma’s crying out

Where’s he hiding

Charlie’s such a good boy, good boy

Take him away

Cause he don’t wanna leave

Charlie’s such a good boy, a good boy

Momma’s crying out

Where’s he hiding

Charlie’s such a good boy, a good boy