Lirik Lagu Christie Lee - Billy Joel
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Let me tell you a storyAbout a woman and a manMaybe you will find familiarMaybe you won't understand
The man's name I don't rememberHe was always Joe to meBut I can't forget the womanShe was always Christie Lee
He was working in a night clubThat's where he played the saxophoneHe used to fake to stock arrangementsHe left the customers alone
But one night before the last songAbout a quarter after threeHe saw her standing at the coat checkAnd made his move on Christie Lee
Christie Lee, Christie LeeChristie Lee, Christie Lee
She was a nice piece of musicShe had a rhythm all her ownHe blew a solo like a blind manShe really dug his saxophone
She wanted more than just an encoreAnd he could play in every keyHe left the stage and packed his altoAnd he took it home with Christie Lee
Oh 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 sax
It took a while for him to noticeIt took a while for him to seeHe was never in control hereIt was always Christie Lee
Christie Lee, Christie LeeChristie Lee, Christie Lee
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 horn
They say that Joe became a winoThey say he always drinks aloneThey say he stumbles like a blind manThey say he sold his saxophone
Even 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 Lee
Christie Lee, Christie LeeChristie Lee, Christie Lee
The man's name I don't rememberHe was always Joe to meBut I can't forget the womanShe was always Christie Lee
He was working in a night clubThat's where he played the saxophoneHe used to fake to stock arrangementsHe left the customers alone
But one night before the last songAbout a quarter after threeHe saw her standing at the coat checkAnd made his move on Christie Lee
Christie Lee, Christie LeeChristie Lee, Christie Lee
She was a nice piece of musicShe had a rhythm all her ownHe blew a solo like a blind manShe really dug his saxophone
She wanted more than just an encoreAnd he could play in every keyHe left the stage and packed his altoAnd he took it home with Christie Lee
Oh 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 sax
It took a while for him to noticeIt took a while for him to seeHe was never in control hereIt was always Christie Lee
Christie Lee, Christie LeeChristie Lee, Christie Lee
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 horn
They say that Joe became a winoThey say he always drinks aloneThey say he stumbles like a blind manThey say he sold his saxophone
Even 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 Lee
Christie Lee, Christie LeeChristie Lee, Christie Lee
