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