Charlene II (I'm Over You) - Stephen Colbert & The Black Belles, The Black Belles, Stephen Colbert

I used to be right behind you

Hoping to catch your eye

But now I’ve half a mind to

Finally say goodbye

I’m finished looking through your door

Won’t check your mailbox anymore

I bet you’re wondering «why?»

I’m over you, Charlene

It’s all over now

Wave goodbye, Charlene

It’s all over now

We’ll have to be just friends

Gonna sell my telephoto lens

I’m over you, Charlene

I’m done watching you cook dinner

While I’m perched in your sycamore tree

By the way, you’re looking thinner

Not that it matters to me

Moved your portrait from my front hall

To a room I barely use at all.

My bonnet’s free of your bee

I’m over you, Charlene

It’s all over now

Wave goodbye, Charlene

It’s all over now

No more taking clothes from your dryer

No more quoting Jerry Maguire

You don’t complete me, Charlene

So Charlene, I’m so over you

So say so long

If I wasn’t over you

Why would I write this song?

Think about it

No more carrying a torch

I’m blowing out the flame

But if you need to reach me

My E-mail's still the same

It’s Stephen@Charleneforever.com!

(Woo!)

(Woo!)

(Hoo!)

That’s right!

I’m over you, Charlene

It’s all over now

Wave goodbye, Charlene

It’s all over now

I’ve finally set me free

Made me give you back your stolen key

I’m over you, Charlene

By the way, who is Allan?!