Birthday Boys

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

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