Gina in the King's Road Songtext

von Al Stewart

Gina in the Kings Road, 1968
Blonde hair and eyeshadow, I hyperventilate
Purple leather mini, legs up to there
'Don't you cast aspersions on my Naugahyde affair'

She can make you believe
You're feeling almost sincere
And every day's New Year's Eve
She's giggling in your ear
And yet she's so hard to reach
Although she's so close at hand
I'm like a wave on her beach
Sinking in the sand

Everyone went out with her, everyone knew why
No one ever stayed around, no one ever tried
Now Gina drowns her sorrows, drinks away the night
She's wrapped around some stranger, hanging on for life

She can make you believe
You're feeling almost sincere
And every day's New Year's Eve
She's laughing in your ear
Yet she's so hard to reach
Although she's so close at hand
I'm like a wave on her beach
Sinking in the sand

Now Gina in the Kings Road, in a raincoat shimmering white
Hands thrust in her pockets like Julie Christie might
Looks up into the distance and puckers up her lips
I don't stop to talk to her, we're just passing ships

She can make you believe
You're feeling almost sincere
And every day's New Year's Eve
She's talking in your ear
And yet she's so hard to reach
Although she's so close at hand
I'm like a wave on her beach
Sinking in the sand