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. |