Wait a minute now, but I do recall a different story.
Of a woman walking down the in a hurry.
Her name was Christina,
she was worried, she felt so obscene, now that's the story.
Wait a minute now, but as I recall, it was different.
And I remember quite clearly, there was intent.
Her name was Christina.
She was sorry, but she kept her baby, that's the story.
She ran away to a place not to far
But far enough, far enough.
And they [inaudible] and broke daddy's heart,
but he broke hers first.
Eeeeheeeh.
And I remember quite clearly.
