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7 Foot Midget – Christine lyrics
From the first moment I saw her I felt my pant pockets getting tight
I knew just who I would be dreaming of in bed that night
She's got the nicest legs, she shows 'em off but she's no s***
She's got all the curves, she's even got the nicest butt
I got it all planned out we're gonna get married someday
The only problem is she doesn't even know my name
Christine - she's the finest chick at my school
And you know it'd really be cool
If she'd go out with me
Christine - you'd never see me frown
I'd be the happiest guy around
I'd be so lucky
I can't keep my eyes off her long blonde hair, enticing eyes
Whenever I'm around her I can't walk I'm paralyzed
I would do anything and everything to make her glad
I think about her all the time, man, I really want her bad
All the guys would say, "Well, there goes Nick, check out his chick!"
They'd all be so jealous, they all want her to suck their d**k
I knew just who I would be dreaming of in bed that night
She's got the nicest legs, she shows 'em off but she's no s***
She's got all the curves, she's even got the nicest butt
I got it all planned out we're gonna get married someday
The only problem is she doesn't even know my name
Christine - she's the finest chick at my school
And you know it'd really be cool
If she'd go out with me
Christine - you'd never see me frown
I'd be the happiest guy around
I'd be so lucky
I can't keep my eyes off her long blonde hair, enticing eyes
Whenever I'm around her I can't walk I'm paralyzed
I would do anything and everything to make her glad
I think about her all the time, man, I really want her bad
All the guys would say, "Well, there goes Nick, check out his chick!"
They'd all be so jealous, they all want her to suck their d**k
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