Gimmie gimmie gimmie

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 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.