(B. Andersson / B. Ulvaeus)

 

Half past twelve
and I’m 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
find the 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