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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeChristie Lee
Let me tell you a storyAbout a woman and a manMabye you will find familiarMaybe you won't understandThe man's name I don't rememberHe was always Joe to meBut I can't forget the womanShe was always Christie LeeHe was working in a night clubThat's where he played the saxophoneHe used to fake the stock arrangementsHe left the customers aloneBut one night before the last songAbout a quarter after threeHe saw her standing at the coat checkAnd made his move on Christie LeeChristie Lee, Christie Lee (x2)She was a nice piece of musicShe had a rhythm all her ownHe blew a solo like a blind manShe really dug his saxophoneShe wanted more than just an encoreAnd he could play in every keyHe left the stage and packed his altoAnd took it home with Christie LeeOh I heard the man knew 'the bird' like the bibleYou know the man could blow an educated axeHe couldn't see that Christie Lee was a womanWho didn't need another loverAll she wanted was the saxIt took a while for him to noticeIt took a while for him to seeHe was never in control hereIt was always Christie LeeChristie Lee, Christie Lee (x2)Oh the man took a calculated gambleYes the man had the power to performBut Christie Lee was more than he knew how to handleShe didn't need him as a manAll she wanted was the hornThey say that Joe became a wimoThey say he always drinks aloneThey say he stumbles like a blind manThey say he sold his saxophoneEven the band must face the musicThat's what the moral is to meThe only time you hit the high noteIs when you play for Christie LeeChristie Lee, Christie Lee (x2)
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