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 topic of conversation
While 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
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
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

(She knows) You can come around but don't you talk to me (What it's like to be)
I'm not in the mood for conversation
(She's) You can come around but don't you talk to me (What there is to find)
I'm not in the mood for conversation
(She knows) You can come around but don't you talk to me (What it's like to be)
I'm not in the mood for conversation
(She's)