Let me tell you a storyAbout a woman and a
manMaybe you will find familiar Maybe you won't
understandThe man's name I don't rememberHe was
always Joe to me But I can't forget the womanShe
was always Christie Lee He was working in a night
clubThat's where he played the saxophone He used
to fake to stock arrangementsHe left the customers
alone But one night before the last songAbout a
quarter after three He 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 own He blew a solo like a blind manShe
really dug his saxophone She wanted more than just
an encoreAnd he could play in every key He left
the stage and packed his altoAnd he took it home
with Christie Lee Oh I heard the man knew "the
Bird" like the bible You know the man could blow
Find more similar lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.com/u6Pan educated axe He couldn't see that Christie Lee
was a womanWho didn't need another lover All she
wanted was the saxIt took a while for him to
notice It took a while for him to seeHe was never
in control here It was always Christie LeeChristie
Lee, Christie LeeChristie Lee, Christie Lee Oh the
man took a calculated gambleYes the man had the
power to perform But Christie Lee was more than he
knew how to handleShe didn't need him as a man All
she wanted was the hornThey say that Joe became a
wino They say he always drinks aloneThey say he
stumbles like a blind man They say he sold his
saxophoneEven the band must face the music That's
what the moral is to meThe only time you hit the
high note Is when you play for Christie
LeeChristie Lee, Christie Lee Christie Lee,
Christie Lee