Christine was the Queen of Teens
she sang into the shadows to be free
always lookin` for something beautiful to sing to
When school nights kept her in
she listened to the records in the basement
always lookin for something beautiful
to sing to
Christine/she`s free
Guitar playin` through the night
nobody could hear her `cause she played so quiet
lookin` for something beautiful to sing to
Morning comes and the ghosts go in
she sang right through `em til they
went to sleep
lookin for something beautiful
to sing to