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.
Gimme gimme gimme your love after midnight. Won't somebody help me chase these shadows away. . Half past twelve. And I'm watching the late show in my room all alone.
I work all night, I work all day, to pay the bills I have to pay. Ain't it sad. And still there never seems to be a single penny left for me. That's too bad.
Sing, sing, sing the song they sang with us when they sailed away.. Bring, bring, bring them back again to these lonely shores ona day.. . We'll be here awaiting their arrival..