Hall And Oates Gino (the Manager) Lyrics

Gino (the Manager) Lyrics

(Daryl Hall/John Oates)

 

 You've got Sicilian imagination

 Second generation

 And a long way from the family crime

 But you've got your own way

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

 

 You're a patent leather lover

 With you're Gucci-Pucci pointed shoes

 And you're 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!

 

 You've got Contractual Agitation

 Transcendental meditation works fine

 But now you're 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 couldn't live without little Gino, no

 That's what he tells me, little Gino, no

 You couldn't live without little Gino, no

 That's what he tells me, little Gino, no no