Luyện nghe bài hát Christie Lee (Unreleased Version)

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Let me tell you a story about a and a man
you will find familiar, maybe you won't understand
The name I don't remember, he was always Joe to me
But I can't the woman, she was always Christie Lee
Well he was in a night club, that's where he played the saxophone
He used to fake to stock arrangements, he the customers alone
But one before the last song about a quarter after three
He saw her standing at the coat check, he his move on Christie Lee...solo

She was a nice piece of music, she had a all her own
He blew a like a blind man, she really dug his saxophone
She wanted more just an encore and he could play in every key
He left the stage and his alto and he took it home with Christie Lee...bridge

Oh I the man knew "the Bird" like the bible
You know the man could an educated axe
He couldn't see that Christie Lee was a
Who didn't need lover, all she wanted was the sax

It took a for him to notice (second ending) It took a while for him to see
He was in control here, it was always Christie Lee...solo

bridge...Oh I guess the man took a calculated gamble
Yes the man had the power to
But Christie Lee was more he knew how to handle
She didn't want him as a man all she needed was the

They say that Joe became a wino, they say he drinks alone
They say he like a blind man, they say he sold his saxophone
So even the band must face the music, what the moral is to me
The only time he hit the high note is he played for Christie Lee...sax!

Christie Lee, Christie Lee, Christie Lee, Christie Lee, oh oh oh, Lee
Guitar! Piano! Sax!
Ah, Christie Lee, Christie Lee, Lee, Christie Lee
The only time you hit the high note is when he for Christie Lee...guitar!