Tony told me, hold me like a pony, and sunshine is like a gold mine. Tony
tole me, hole me, I`m all broke and bony like windchimes hung in wartime.
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 mistery, like
silk twine on a clothesline. Christie mama-missing girl.
