Lyrics

Gina have mercy on my crumbling soul
The neighbors forgive me but they don’t know what for
The sun rises every day and most days I do
And on the good nights I don’t set ‘til the walls are black and blue

All that matters now is your next move
And what I do depends on what’s the word from you
"Inside I’ve died," Gina cried
"Goodbye, I tried," Gina replied

Bartenders notice my lack of restraint
Their attention to others is my only complaint
Be it resolved to buy double rounds
The ice cubes and the laughter are all that resound

All that matters now is your next move
And what I do depends on what’s the word from you
"Inside I’ve died," Gina cried
"Goodbye, I tried," Gina replied

Socialization was prescribed for me
But the doctors seem doubtful and the nurses agree
Some things are incurable like crumbling souls
It’s useless to try and fill bottomless holes

Francis Sinatra and Loretta Lynn
AMC Gremlin and Mercedes Benz
Hasta manana and auf wiedersehn
Bottles of Night Train and dry-ass champagne

All that matters now is your next move
And what I do depends on what’s the word from you
"Inside I’ve died," Gina cried
"Goodbye, I tried," Gina replied