That must be her again
She's leaning on my bell
That cold psychotic ring

The one I know so well
So I'm nailed to the floor in the no-option zone
There's about zero chance she'll give up and go home


This endless afternoon
It started on the day I met her

Lunch with Gina is forever

She's coming 'round the corner

Her body's just a blur
I peel out like The Flash
It don't mean boo to her

So I duck into Nino's -- she's barred from the place
The minute I walk out she's right in my face


She's got nothing but time
No use in trying to be clever
Lunch with Gina is forever


Now I'm in my apartment
The blinds down the lights out

The phone rings God help me
There's nobody home


I crouch on the carpet
Not breathing just being
Like meat on the bone


I'm in a cozy booth
Maybe my watch is fast

Another Tanqueray
I'll wait 'til twenty past
I'm about to go postal when she waltzes in

I guess she's a knockout -- hey where have I been?

The waiter never comes

God knows the service could be better
Lunch with Gina is forever


Coffee and a kiss
Maybe later maybe never
Lunch with Gina...