About a woman and a man
Maybe you will find familiar
Maybe you won't understand
The man's name I don't remember
He was always Joe to me
But I can't forget the woman
She was always Christie Lee
He was working in a night club
That's where he played the saxophone
He used to fake to stock arrangements
He left the customers alone
But one night before the last song
About a quarter after three
He saw her standing at the coat check
And made his move on Christie Lee
Christie Lee, Christie Lee
Christie Lee, Christie Lee
She was a nice piece of music
She had a rhythm all her own
He blew a solo like a blind man
She really dug his saxophone
She wanted more than just an encore
And he could play in every key
He left the stage and packed his alto
And he took it home with Christie Lee
Oh I heard the man knew "the Bird" like the bible
You know the man could blow an educated axe
He couldn't see that Christie Lee was a woman
Who didn't need another lover
All she wanted was the sax
It took a while for him to notice
It took a while for him to see
He was never in control here
It was always Christie Lee
Christie Lee, Christie Lee
Christie Lee, Christie Lee
Oh the man took a calculated gamble
Yes the man had the power to perform
But Christie Lee was more than he knew how to handle
She didn't need him as a man
All she wanted was the horn
They say that Joe became a wino
They say he always drinks alone
They say he stumbles like a blind man
They say he sold his saxophone
Even the band must face the music
That's what the moral is to me
The only time you hit the high note
Is when you play for Christie Lee
Christie Lee, Christie Lee
Christie Lee, Christie Lee
Let me tell you a story About a woman and a man Maybe you will find familiar Maybe you won't understand The man's name I don't remember He was always Joe to me But I can't forget the woman She was always Christie Lee He was working in a night club That's where he played the saxophone He used to fake to stock arrangements He left the customers alone But one night before the last song About a quarter after three He saw her standing at the coat check And made his move on Christie Lee Christie Lee, Christie Lee Christie Lee, Christie Lee She was a nice piece of music She had a rhythm all her own He blew a solo like a blind man She really dug his saxophone She wanted more than just an encore And he could play in every key He left the stage and packed his alto And he took it home with Christie Lee Oh I heard the man knew "the Bird" like the bible You know the man could blow an educated axe He couldn't see that Christie Lee was a woman Who didn't need another lover All she wanted was the sax It took a while for him to notice It took a while for him to see He was never in control here It was always Christie Lee Christie Lee, Christie Lee Christie Lee, Christie Lee Oh the man took a calculated gamble Yes the man had the power to perform But Christie Lee was more than he knew how to handle She didn't need him as a man All she wanted was the horn They say that Joe became a wino They say he always drinks alone They say he stumbles like a blind man They say he sold his saxophone Even the band must face the music That's what the moral is to me The only time you hit the high note Is when you play for Christie Lee Christie Lee, Christie Lee Christie Lee, Christie Lee Explain Request ×
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