Lyrics Christine - Daryl Hall, John Oates

Christine

I come by tens
You come by threes
But Jack, the Barber Shaver
Come by sea
And all the time
Can’t say that I mind
Working for free
I’m really smokin'
You fall for him
You fall for me
There’s nothing better
Than love in a tree
But I don’t mind
'Cause a cat cryin' out
Don’t bother me
I’m really smokin'
I went to summer camp
When I was ten
I don’t like it anymore now
Than I did then
A crowd is something
More than a man
That’s why I’m alone
I’m really smokin'