Gina

Gina - Al Stewart

Gina in the King's Road 1968

Blonde hair and eyeshadow

I hyperventilate

Purple leather mini legs up to there

Don't you cast aspersions on my naugahyde affair

She can make you believe

You're feeling almost sincere

And every day's New Years Eve

She's giggling in your ear

And yet she's so hard to reach

Although she's so close at hand

I'm like a wave on her beach

Sinking in the sand

Everyone went out with her

Everyone knew why

No one ever stayed around

No one ever tried

Now Gina drowns her sorrows

Drinks away the night

She's wrapped around some stranger

Hanging on for life

She can make you believe

You're feeling almost sincere

And every day's New Years Eve

She's laughing in your ear

Yet she's so hard to reach

Although she's so close at hand

I'm like a wave on her beach

Sinking in the sand

Now Gina in the King's Road

In a raincoat shimmering white

Hands thrust in her pockets

Like Julie Christie might

Looks up into the distance

Puckers up her lips

I don't stop to talk to her

We're just passing ships

She can make you believe

You're feeling almost sincere

And every day's New Years Eve

She's talking in your ear

And yet she's so hard to reach

Although she's so close at hand

I'm like a wave on her beach

Sinking in the sand