Christine - Luscious Jackson

Christine was the queen of teens

She sang into the shadows to be free

Always lookin for something beautiful to sing to When school nights kept her in She listened to the records in the basement

Always lookin for something beautiful

To sing to Christine/shes free

Guitar playin through the night

Nobody could hear her cause she played so quiet

Lookin for something beautiful to sing to Morning comes and the ghosts go in She sang right through em til they

Went to sleep

Lookin for something beautiful

To sing to