Christina lyrics

Sad treacle, she's sweet but sad Sad treacle, drove oh so mad All those letters she never phoned Sad treacle left me all alone... Christina... I saw you in a magazine-a Your eyes shone like pearls All over the world I can't wait next time I'm goin' to see ya, Playing the part of pretty ballerina What a way to carry on You're one minute cold Next you're leading me on With me all alone And you in your Bell Air home Christina... I love you madly Can't you see when I look to the stars I'm a superstar And what's the point of you living If we can't be together ? I'm coming on to shoot you The sooner the better What a way to carry on You're one minute cold Next you're leading me on With me all alone And you in your Bell Air home (x2) Saw your last interview You've better things to do And now that you're gone I'll always be with you Well, you say I'm to blame I was fed by you Well, you say I'm to blame I was fed by you Christina... I saw you in a magazine-a Your eyes shone like pearls All over the world