Christine made a little doll and it glowed in the dark. And it cried out her name, christine. Christine lived in a wooden house Where she made that little doll that glowed in the dark And cried out her name, christine. Christine had to move away because the doll drove her mad Because it cried out her name And it cried in the dark, christine. Christine left the doll behind And it sits in a sad room Where it glows in the dark And it cries out her name, christine.
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