Gimme, gimme, gimme

Half past twelve
And I’m watching the late show in my flat all alone
How I hate to spend the evening on my own
Autumn winds
Blowing outside my window as I look around the room
And it makes me so depressed to see the gloomThere’s not a soul out there
No one to hear my prayerGimme, 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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