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Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! (A Man After Midnight)
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 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
Gimme! Gimme! Gimme!
A man after midnight
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