Christine

She caught my eye When she came into view I met her on some New York avenue I liked her smile Her style and her grace Her sexy walk could light up anyplace She said to me I just came in from Paris I said to her I'd like to get to know you She said to me I'm shy and a bit embarrassed I said to her There are some things I'd like to show you Christine, Christine I soon found out It was more than fascination I soon found out It was much more than just a cheap imitation I held her hand Slowly we got closer Felt like a man And not some kind of poseur Yes it's true she just came in from Paris Her French perfume I got to know it better We talked of love and poetry and marriage Then I discovered that mysterious love letter Christine, Christine She caught my eye When she came into view I met her on some New York City avenue I liked her smile Her style and her grace Her sexy walk could light up anyplace She said to me I must go back to Paris I said to her Oh please don't do that to me She said to me I got another boyfriend I said to her Well why didn't the hell you tell me Christine, Christine