I got a, oh, got a new little girl And they call her Miss Christine Well, the reason I love her, boys Is I'm crazy 'bout her new machine Well, she got this wings like a bourbon And she's sweet just like a candy doll Well, I don't want nobody else at all I said, "Christine, Christine, Christina Oh, can you hear me calling your name?" I don't call it so loud I just call it nice and plain Well, she'd make a blind man see I do declare she'd make a lame man walk She'd make a deaf man hear I think she'd make a dumb man talk Alright, asshole ♪ ♪ I'd rather have what she's got Than to have all the silver and gold Any ol' riches Hmm, I can't be told I said, "Christine, Christine, Christina Oh, hear me calling your name" I don't call it so loud I just call it nice and plain Alright, let's go