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