Good Luck Charlie

You keep a picture of Audrey inside of your wallet

Went for a drink and the bartender thought she was dead

He made you live out that nightmare, and you nearly lost it

You made a joke, and you watched it go over his head

And now it all comes down to you

It all comes down to you

Good luck, Charlie

I hope you're happy

This isn't what you wanted

You know that it's her or nothing

Now, when you fly over Michigan, I'll bet you see her

Right on the wing of the plane, in the lakes, in the sky

You can go home at night, and you might really not need her

But you feel her everywhere, she is the love of your life

Now, it all comes down to you

Good luck, Charlie

I hope you're ready

'Cause this isn't what you wanted

You know that it's her or nothing

Good luck, Charlie

I hope you're happy