Half past twelve,
watchin’ the late show
in my flat all alone.
How I hate to spend the evening on my own.
Autumn winds blowin’ outside the window
as I look around the room
and it makes me so depressed to see the gloom.
There’s not a soul out there,
no one to hear my prayer.
Gimme, gimme, gimme a man after midnight.
Won’t somebody help me
chase the shadows away?
Gimme, gimme, gimme a man after midnight.
Take me through the darkness
to the break of the day.
Movie stars
on the end of the rainbow
with a fortune to win.
It’s so different from the world I’m living in.
Tired of TV,
I open the window
and I gaze into the night,
but there’s nothing there to see no one in sight.
There’s not a soul out there,
no one to hear my prayer.
Gimme, gimme, gimme a man after midnight.
Won’t somebody help me
chase the shadows away?
Gimme, gimme, gimme a man after midnight.
Take me through the darkness
to the break of the day.
Gimme, gimme, gimme a man after midnight.
Won’t somebody help me
chase the shadows away?
Gimme, gimme, gimme a man after midnight.
Take me through the darkness
to the break of the day.
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