Tekster: Erasure. Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! - Live.

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In my dreams, I have a plan
If I got me a weathly man
I wouldn't have to work at all
I'd fall around and have a ball

Half past twelve, and I'm watching the late show
In my flat all alone
How I hate to spend an evening on my own
Autumn winds blowing 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 till the break of the day

Movie stars, find the end of the rainbow
With that fortune to win
It's so different from the world I'm living in
Tired of T.V., 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 till the break of the day

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 till 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 till the break of the day

Gimme, gimme, gimme
Gimme, gimme, gimme
Gimme, gimme, gimme
Gimme, gimme, gimme