Hall & Oates - Gino Lyrics
(daryl hall/john oates)You've got sicilian imaginationSecond generationAnd a long way from the family crimeBut you've got your own waySign on the line, sign on the line, on the lineYou're a patent leather loverWith you're gucci-pucci pointed shoesAnd you're swearing on your motherThat "all this could be yours"Sign on the line, sign on the line, on the lineRemember hard work means somethingLive fast, die laughingNo hurt in askingNothing for nothingGino no no no no no no no no no noNo no no no no no no no no no noNo no no no no no no no no no no no!You've got contractual agitationTranscendental meditation works fineBut now you're paying off the guruGet to heaven "on time"Sign on the line, sign on the line, on the lineRemember hard work means somethingLive fast, die laughingNo hurt in askingNothing for nothingYou couldn't live without little gino, noThat's what he tells me, little gino, noYou couldn't live without little gino, noThat's what he tells me, little gino, no no
