'GINO'S SUITCASE' Lyrics-Joe Hurley

"Gino's got a suicase in a basement in Naples
With his red velvet flares and his mohair suit
Some pictures of old flames from 1967
Some acid that he saved and his alligator Boots

Here's a kiss for you, and a kiss for me
Cos a loving touch kills all the misery
Let's freeze-frame our cheeks, throw away the key
Smack 'em on the wall for posterity

Gino is the King, He dont pay for his drinks
Says he got stoned with Brian Jones, and the Kinks
Gino says hey what's the point of going home
When I sleep on a mattress, and I feel so all alone

Here's a kiss for you and a kiss for me
To remind us all of who we used to be
Lets go get some girls for a bit of parlez-vous
Then up the old parlour, for a new tatoo

Here's a kiss for you, and a kiss for me
With cocktail swagger and all the repartee
We'll never get arrested, never cop a plea
Aaargh, here's a kiss for me

Gino says he's coming to New York Town
Who needs a suicase that's been battered around,
He's always dreamed of living here, and now he thinks he's ready
He want to sleep outside the old Max's Kansas City

Here's a kiss for you, and a kiss for me
A toast to the old suitcase, and all its memories
We'll dance at the Apollo, run through Times Square
Then cab it downtown and rip it from there

Here's a Fifth for you and a Fifth for me
Welcome to America, The damned and the free,
Wave goodbye to European Suitcase blues
Lets go to 14th street, dig new shoes

Oh, were Kickin', yeah were laughin'
Hey Gino, Arrivederci Baby"