Christina

They found her body on the floor of the den she was five foot three, her thighs were four feet around

Empty bags, coke bottles, and cans Christina weighed almost 600 pounds

All the weight of the world's on you, Christina all the weight of the world's on you, Christina

Did no one see the tears in your eyes, how it feels to be a slave of your size

So you hid from the world in your room, in the glow of the fluorescent moon

For Christina was waiting for the spark that would lift her to the silver screen

And she would dance in some Malibu park with those beauties from that Hollywood scene

All the weight of the world's on you, Christina all the weight of the world's on you, Christina

Like an arc from a welder's rod, she ascended from her shell to the screen

Into the body of a Tiffany God, into the body of a fitness queen