Gino — текст песни (Hall And Oates)

(daryl hall/john oates)



Youve got sicilian imagination

Second generation

And a long way from the family crime

But youve got your own way

Sign on the line, sign on the line, on the line



Youre a patent leather lover

With youre gucci-pucci pointed shoes

And youre swearing on your mother

That "all this could be yours"

Sign on the line, sign on the line, on the line



Remember hard work means something

Live fast, die laughing

No hurt in asking

Nothing for nothing



Gino no no no no no no no no no no

No no no no no no no no no no no

No no no no no no no no no no no no!



Youve got contractual agitation

Transcendental meditation works fine

But now youre paying off the guru

Get to heaven "on time"

Sign on the line, sign on the line, on the line



Remember hard work means something

Live fast, die laughing

No hurt in asking

Nothing for nothing



You couldnt live without little gino, no

Thats what he tells me, little gino, no

You couldnt live without little gino, no

Thats what he tells me, little gino, no no