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...