Tony told me
Hold me like a pony
And sunshine is a gold mine
Tony told me
Hole me, I'm all broke and bony
Like wind chimes hung in wartime
Tony told me
Tony, Tony
Tony la-la-lonely boy
Christie kissed me
It was misty so she missed me
She'll hang time on the grape vine
Christie kissed me
It was misty like a mystery
Like silk twine on a clothesline
Christie kissed me
Christie kissed me
Christie mama-missing girl
I dropped a stone [?]
The winter's cold and not much fun
[?] in the sun, and a nice black gun
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Ooh I said [?]
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[?] in the sun, and a nice black gun
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