SPECIAL zu Robert Muchamore »Rock War«

Christine, Christine, I'm not being mean,
Your body's not the best hat I've ever seen,
But I'm a desperate guy, never catch a girl's eye,
And I can't deny, that you've got nice thighs,
Christine, Christine, I wanna have you.

Christine, Christine, you've got bad zits,
Your hair's like wire and you've got no tits,
But a girl like you ist the best that I can have,
You're the only girl I'm able to nab,
Christine, Christine, I wanna have you.

In a pub,
In a tub,
Or behind the youth club,
Christine, Christine,
I wanna have you,
I wanna have you.

Christine, Christine, you gave me lice,
Your dad's a drunk and your mum's not nice,
But your body's warm on a frosty night,
When the lights go off I pretend you're all right,
Christine, Christine, I wanna have you.

Bears, bikes, bats and sex,
Dreaming in my bed,
Of a boy named Mike,
He's got a motorbike.

On the following night,
I get in a fight,
With a polar bear,
It's icy out there.

Black bats all around,
As I dream away,
Mike saves the day,
I let him have his way.

Bears, bikes, bats and sex,
Draming in my bed,
The dawn awakens me,
I must get up and pee.

When I get to school,
I realise Mike is real,
He's in my physics class,
But he's a total arse.