Not long ago in my high school days
I watched a girl from so far away
but every time she passed me by
I turned my head away and quietly sighed
and when she walked by
her hair would dance a secret tango
that only I could understand
and if she asked me for the time of day
I'd look her in the eyes and quietly say
Oooo...Kristina, Kristina
do you have any clue who I am?
(hell no)
so listen up because I'll tell you once
and I'll explain myself the best that I can
Oooo...Kristina, Kristina
you don't know me so I'll have to persist
I'm kind of shy so don't wonder why
Kristina she don't know I exist
from class to class I followed her
but I swore I'd leave her undisturbed
and if she ever stopped and turned around
I got so nervous and I stared at the ground
and then one day in photography
I found a contact print that I could not believe
and there she was staring back at me
so I took her home so quietly
it's been a day that I've come to hate
as I walked into the video store
there she stood as my jaw fell to the floor
tapping her toe waiting in line
with a movie and another guy
why did I bother?
why did I care about this girl named Kristina Behr?
Kristina, Kristina
you'll never get to know who I am
this is goodbye so please don't cry
and I'll let you down as softly as I can
Kristina, Kristina
another name to cross off my list
in another life it could have been nice
but Kristina she won't know what she missed
