Charlotte Street
Lloyd Cole Lyrics


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I was looking for a rhyme for the New York Times
When I sensed I was not alone
She said "do you know how to spell 'audaciously'?"
I could tell I was in love
And so I forced a smile contrary to my style
And she looked into my eyes
She said "do you want to go heaven,
Or would you rather not be saved?
Here comes my train

I'm on my way, will you not see?
I don't need your sympathy
I won't read your poetry, oh sweetness please

So she took me back to her basement flat
Which was down on Charlotte Street
Though it was never my intention
We were not intense, not least because--

"Well. if you must just take, then I'm a piece of cake"
That is what she said to me
And so I gave myself to her charity
Well at least that's how it seemed
Here comes my train

I'm on my way, what got into me?
I don't need your sympathy
I won't read your poetry, oh bittersweets

I was looking for a rhyme for the New York Times when I was distracted
Yes, those were precious times together that we wasted
Now I'm working hard for my union card
I must be leaving Charlotte Street




Though it was never my intention to stay so long
So long

Overall Meaning

The song "Charlotte Street" by Lloyd Cole and The Commotions is a story of a chance encounter and a fleeting romance. The lyrics say: "I was looking for a rhyme for the New York Times when I sensed I was not alone. She said 'do you know how to spell "audaciously"?' I could tell I was in love." This indicates that he meets a woman who catches his attention with a witty question. As they talk, he finds himself falling for her and even considers spending eternity with her when she asks him, "do you want to go heaven, or would you rather not be saved?"


They end up going to her basement flat on Charlotte Street, and the lyrics reveal that their connection is not very intense, as he says: "though it was never my intention, we were not intense, not least because..." and she interrupts with, "well if you must just take, then I'm a piece of cake." The relationship seems to be more about physical pleasure than emotional intimacy. The song ends with the singer leaving Charlotte Street, reflecting on the time he spent there, which seemed precious but ultimately wasted.


Overall, the song tells a bittersweet story of a brief relationship that was enjoyable but not destined to last. The lyrics are full of poetic language that conveys the emotional complexity of the situation.


Line by Line Meaning

I was looking for a rhyme for the New York Times
He was searching for inspiration to write a poem or song


When I sensed I was not alone
He realized there was another person nearby


She said 'do you know how to spell 'audaciously'?'
She asked him if he knew how to spell a particular word


I could tell I was in love
He realized he had feelings of love for her


And so I forced a smile contrary to my style
He smiled even though it was not his usual demeanor


And she looked into my eyes
She made eye contact with him


She said 'do you want to go heaven, Or would you rather not be saved?'
She asked him a deep, philosophical question


Here comes my train
Her train has arrived


I'm on my way, will you not see? I don't need your sympathy
She's leaving and doesn't want his pity


I won't read your poetry, oh sweetness please
She's not interested in his romantic gestures


So she took me back to her basement flat Which was down on Charlotte Street
She brought him to her apartment on Charlotte Street


Though it was never my intention We were not intense, not least because--
He didn't plan to become involved with her and their relationship was not very serious


'Well. if you must just take, then I'm a piece of cake' That is what she said to me
She made a sarcastic comment about how easy she was


And so I gave myself to her charity Well at least that's how it seemed
He slept with her, but wasn't sure if it was an act of kindness or something else


I'm on my way, what got into me? I don't need your sympathy
He's leaving and reflecting on why he got involved with her


I won't read your poetry, oh bittersweets
He's still not interested in her love poems


I was looking for a rhyme for the New York Times when I was distracted
He was interrupted in his search for inspiration


Yes, those were precious times together that we wasted
He regrets the time he spent with her


Now I'm working hard for my union card I must be leaving Charlotte Street
He's moving on and pursuing other goals


Though it was never my intention to stay so long So long
He didn't plan on staying with her for an extended period of time




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: LLOYD COLE

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@roadArt132

This song is soundtrack to some beautiful times in Sydney Australia.. rainy days I was in my early twenties.. reminds me of some beautiful love story with some beautiful long gone girl. It has the abstraction of knowing it wouldn't last long and yet it was intense and beautiful.. like the song

@louisehession6676

My first album it ment so much to me I got lost in the stories and the music to This day I am a regular at his concerts

@eswift2335

Gorgeous sincapated rhythm, guitars, outrageously charming and jarring lyrics... Love it.

@betogomez

One of the most beautiful songs in the 80s

@williamrae9954

Along with Love & Money 'Your Beautiful' !

@20yearwritersblock

reminds me of being alone one christmas many years ago. only music can evoke such a memory. wonderful song. not heard it for ages. thanx for posting.

@iesus68

it was my favourite from Rattlesnakes... it IS my favourite from one of the best album done in the eighties.

@dlp2006

everyone should own this album

@1minnows

One of the best debut albums I have ever heard.

@edenbrough5101

Or have their best friend tape it for them.

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