Gorky's Zygotic Mynci - 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 gonna see ya, Playing the part of a 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 Bel 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 living If we can't be together? I'm coming 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 Bel Air home 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 Bel Air home Saw your last interview