Take a number and wait in line
You can yell at me but not on my dime
So many questions I plead the 5th
Keep on punching I can take the hits
You must be some kind of private eye
You should start a new career as a spy
You really think I’m that kind of guy?
I only whisper when I’m caught in a lie
(I’m caught in a lie)
Oh no no no, Gina Knows
Pack up my clothes, Gina Knows
Only bad men do the whodoneit
Lock me up in a cave on a summit
Where I can only make out with myself
I won’t tell on me, you know I won’t tell
Oh no no no, Gina Knows
Pack up my clothes, Gina Knows
She knows!
I’m only guilty of nothing to say
You look so angry with your face that way
So much finger pointing coming my way
I think I might need a place to stay
This really blows, Gina Knows
So many highs and lows, Gina knows
I think I’m really hosed, Gina knows
She knows
I think I gotta go….
Let’s go.