Billy Joel

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                    C
Let me tell you a story
                     Am G F
About a woman and a man
                       D7
Maybe you will find familiar
                      G7
Maybe you won't understand
                          C
The man's name I don't remember
                     Am G F
He was always Joe to me
                       G
But I can't forget the woman
                         C
She was always Christie Lee

Well, he was working in a nightclub
That's where he played the saxophone
He used to fake the stock arrangements
He left the customers alone
But one night before the last song
About a quarter after three
He saw her standing at the coat check
And made his move on Christie Lee

Chorus:
                        C
Christie Lee, Christie Lee
                        Am G F
Christie Lee, Christie Lee
   G
Ooo
   C
Ooo

She was a nice piece of music
She had a rhythm all her own
He blew a solo like a blind man
She really dug his saxophone
She wanted more than just an encore
And he could play in every key
He left the stage and packed his alto
And took it home with Christie Lee

                F
Oh I heard the man knew 'the bird' like the bible
              C
You know the man could blow an educated axe
             F
He couldn't see that Christie Lee was a woman
            D7
Who didn't need another lover
         G
All she wanted was the sax

It took a while for him to notice
It took a while for him to see
He was never in control here
It was always Christie Lee

Chorus:
Christie Lee, Christie Lee
Christie Lee, Christie Lee
Woo-hoo, woo-hoo

Oh, the man took a calculated gamble
Yes, the man had the power to perform
But Christie Lee was more than he knew how to handle
She didn't need him as a man
All she wanted was the horn

They say that Joe became a wino
They say he always drinks alone
They say he stumbles like a blind man
They say he sold his saxophone
Even the band must face the music
That's what the moral is to me
The only time you hit the high notes
Is when you play for Christie Lee

Chorus:
Christie Lee, Christie Lee
Christie Lee, Christie Lee
Woo-hoo
Christie Lee, Christie Lee
Christie Lee, Christie Lee
Christie Lee, Christie Lee
Ah, Christie Lee, Christie Lee