Christmas Card From a Hooker in Minneapolis
Tom Waits Lyrics
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Living on 9th Street
Right above a dirty bookstore
Off Euclid Avenue
I stopped taking dope
And I quit drinking whiskey
And my old man plays the trombone
And works out at the track
He says that he loves me
Even though its not his baby
He says that he'll raise him up
Like he would his own son
And he gave me a ring
That was worn by his mother
And he takes me out dancin'
Every Saturday night
Hey Charlie, I think about you
Every time I pass a fillin' station
On account of all the grease
You used to wear in your hair
I still have that record
Of Little Anthony and The Imperials
But someone stole my record player
Now how do ya like that?
Hey Charlie, I almost went crazy
After Mario got busted
I went back to Omaha
To live with my folks
But everyone I used to know
Was either dead or in prison
So I came back to Minneapolis
This time I think I'm gonna stay
Hey Charlie, I think I'm happy
For the first time since my accident
I wish I had all the money
We used to spend on dope
I'd buy me a used car lot
And I wouldn't sell any of 'em
I'd just drive a different car every day
Dependin' on how I feel
Hey Charlie, for chrissakes
Do you want to know the truth of it?
I don't have a husband
He don't play the trombone
I need to borrow money
To pay this lawyer
And Charlie, hey
I'll be eligible for parole
Come Valentine's Day
The song "Christmas Card From a Hooker in Minneapolis" is a story about a woman named who writes a letter to her old friend Charlie, who used to be her pimp. In the letter, she tells Charlie that she's pregnant and living above a dirty bookstore with her partner, who works at a racetrack and plays the trombone. She also tells Charlie that she's quit taking drugs and drinking whiskey, and that her partner has given her a ring that once belonged to his mother. The woman then reminisces about her past with Charlie, mentioning the addiction, arrests, and time spent in Omaha with her family before returning to Minneapolis.
Despite the tragic undertones, the story carries a sense of hope and redemption. The woman seems to have finally found happiness in her current situation, and looks forward to a possibly brighter future once she's eligible for parole. At its core, "Christmas Card From a Hooker in Minneapolis" is a moving story of survival, resilience, and the power of human connection to transform lives.
Line by Line Meaning
Hey Charlie, I'm pregnant
Hello Charlie, I am with child
Living on 9th Street
I reside on ninth street
Right above a dirty bookstore
My apartment is located above an unclean book shop
Off Euclid Avenue
The location is Euclid Avenue
I stopped taking dope
I ceased my drug use
And I quit drinking whiskey
I stopped consuming whiskey
And my old man plays the trombone
My partner is a trombone player
And works out at the track
He exercises at the racetrack
He says that he loves me
He declares his love for me
Even though its not his baby
Despite the fact that he is not the biological father
He says that he'll raise him up
He intends to raise the child
Like he would his own son
In the same manner as he would if he were the father
And he gave me a ring
He presented me with a ring
That was worn by his mother
Which belonged to his mother
And he takes me out dancin'
We go out to dance together
Every Saturday night
On a weekly basis
Hey Charlie, I think about you
Hello Charlie, you are often on my mind
Every time I pass a fillin' station
When I come across a gasoline station
On account of all the grease
Due to all of the oil
You used to wear in your hair
That you used to apply to your hair
I still have that record
I still possess that vinyl disc
Of Little Anthony and The Imperials
Featuring Little Anthony and The Imperials
But someone stole my record player
However, another individual stole my record player
Now how do ya like that?
Isn't that a shame?
Hey Charlie, I almost went crazy
Hello Charlie, I nearly lost my sanity
After Mario got busted
Once Mario was arrested
I went back to Omaha
I returned to Omaha
To live with my folks
To reside with my family
But everyone I used to know
However, all of my previous acquaintances
Was either dead or in prison
Were deceased or incarcerated
So I came back to Minneapolis
Therefore, I returned to Minneapolis
This time I think I'm gonna stay
It appears that I will stay here for the foreseeable future
Hey Charlie, I think I'm happy
Hello Charlie, I believe I am content
For the first time since my accident
For the initial instance following my incident
I wish I had all the money
I desire to possess all of the funds
We used to spend on dope
That we once spent on narcotics
I'd buy me a used car lot
I would purchase a pre-owned car dealership
And I wouldn't sell any of 'em
And I would not sell any vehicles
I'd just drive a different car every day
I would select a different car to operate daily
Dependin' on how I feel
Depending on my emotions
Hey Charlie, for chrissakes
Hello Charlie, for goodness' sake
Do you want to know the truth of it?
Are you interested in knowing the truth?
I don't have a husband
I am not currently married
He don't play the trombone
And he does not play the trombone either
I need to borrow money
It is imperative that I acquire a loan
To pay this lawyer
To compensate this attorney
And Charlie, hey
And Charlie
I'll be eligible for parole
I will have an opportunity for parole
Come Valentine's Day
On the date of Valentine's Day
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, JALMA MUSIC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Tom Waits
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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Christmas Card From A Hooker In Minneapolis
Hey Charley I'm pregnant
Living on 9th Street
Right above a dirty bookstore
Off Euclid Avenue
I stopped taking dope
And I quit drinking whiskey
And my old man plays the trombone
And works out at the track
He says that he loves me
Even though it's not his baby
He says that he'll raise him up
Like he would his own son
He gave me a ring
That was worn by his mother
And he takes me out dancin'
Every Saturday night
Hey Charley I think about you
Every time I pass a fillin' station
On account of all the grease
You used to wear in your hair
I still have that record
Of Little Anthony and The Imperials
But someone stole my record player
How do ya like that?
Hey Charley I almost went crazy
After Mario got busted
I went back to Omaha
To live with my folks
Everyone I used to know
Was either dead or in prison
So I came back to Minneapolis
This time I think I'm gonna stay
Hey Charley I think I'm happy
For the first time since my accident
I wish I had all the money
That we used to spend on dope
I'd buy me a used car lot
And I wouldn't sell any of 'em
I'd just drive a different car every day
Dependin' on how I feel
Hey Charley, for chrissakes
Do you want to know the truth of it?
I don't have a husband
He don't play the trombone
I need to borrow money
To pay this lawyer
And Charley, hey
I'll be eligible for parole
Come Valentine's day
~ Tom Waits 💙
@joanwinchester9547
I remember one day in high school I walked into my photography class and my teacher was playing Tom Waits. Most of us kind of chuckled at the bizarre gravely singing and off beat music coming out of the stereo. I will never forget what my teach told us upon our reaction, he said: “Go ahead and laugh now, but in 5-10 years, after you have experienced real life, and seen what the real world can really be like, you will come to appreciate the music of someone like Tom Waits.” One of the most accurate predictions I’ve ever experienced.
@joanwinchester9547
Not my comment, I found it on Reddit, but it's beautiful.
@killbe1
This really is music that has heart, it's true, I'm only slightly bitter I found it at 26 vs 15 lol
@marcovhv
I love it. Exact same thing for me. I was 16-18 and my art teacher would play Tom Waits, ELO and Elvis Costello tapes while we were drawing or painting. Clearly he taught me more than just art.
Great memories!
@kensterknig177
i SAY HE'S A CREATIVE GENIUS !
@MrMuel1205
I was 15 when my mate introduced me to Tom Waits... he’s seem me through some tough times and some great times.
@Emperor.Penguin.
Merry Christmas to all the lonely souls, miscreants, and down trodden out there.
You accomplished something just by being here for another year.
I hope to see you again next Christmas.🎄🥂❤️💚
@falsegarden
see ya next year probably 💪
@Space-Dino
Merry Christmas, friend. See you next year
@XHEADTOWALLX
Merry Christmas