She must be the female
Good Luck Charlie
‘Cause every man she fucked
Was soon ready to get married.

Just not to her.
Her heart’s too pure
She don’t cause a scene
Or blow up when she’s angry.

She won’t search your phone
Or pelt your home with stone.
She just wants your time
Your love, your humanity.

She just wants to love and be loved in return
But showing love was never their concern
Take all her kisses
But won’t call her Mrs.

She shows support
But end up with nought;
She gives them peace
They leave her in pieces.

Maybe it’s she
Cause they’re never mean,
She should change her name
Have you call her ‘Good Luck Charlene’