Mott The Hoople - Little Christine Lyrics
(mick ralphs)The light in the bar came onThe place was in a messAn hour before thered been an awful sceneEarly on that day while matt was on the phoneHis long time friend took a fancy to his little christineMatt was in a state when I saw him later onTried to cool him down but he was havin noneIm gonna fix him good, said matt in a chokey wayTogether we know the sound of a ready gunWell it must have been around eightWhen we both saw sams hunched backHoldin up a boarded bar room wallMatt soon altered that as he kicked sam to the floorPretty soon the place was one big brawlSomeone doused the lightsStill the pumps blewSuddenly a voice caught in the nightWhoever comes off best can only lose my handLeavin now you are welcome to your fight, you can have it.Well matt he *****ed his gunFired towards that voiceId rather know youre dead was his replyChristine breathed her lastThe bar was like a tombNot a sound, except to hear sam callThe light in the bar was onThe place is in a messAn hour before thered been an awful sceneEarly on that day while matt was on the phoneHis long time friend took a fancy to his little christine.
