Gina knows what it`s like to be
On the other side of midnight
Gina`s eyes are sensitive
To the brighter side of daylight
She knows what it`s like to be
The toic of conversation
Whie birthday boys are wallowing
In acres of adulation
I don`t mind
If you stand around and look at me tonight
I quite like it
Kinds like us are blind
To the dirt that gathers in between the toes of moderation
Gina knows
You can come around but don`t you talk to me
I`m not in the mood for conversation
You can come around but don`t you talk to me
I don`t mind
If you come around and drink up all my wine
Won`t be the first time
Sometimes I find
Little treasures hidden deep within my drawers
Gina knows
You can come around but don`t you talk to me
I`m not in the mood for conversation
You can come around but don`t you talk to me