Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song How Many Friends, artist - The Who. Album song The Who By Numbers, in the genre Хард-рок
Date of issue: 31.12.1995
Record label: Polydor Ltd. (UK)
Song language: English
How Many Friends |
I’m feelin’so good right now |
There’s a handsome boy tells me how I changed his past |
He buys me a brandy |
But could it be he’s really just after my ass? |
He likes the clothes I wear |
He says he likes a man who’s dressed in season |
But no-one else ever stares, he’s |
What’s the reason? |
How many friends have I really got? |
You can count 'em on one hand |
How many friends have I really got? |
How many friends have I really got? |
That love me, that want me, that’ll take me as I am? |
Suddenly it’s the silver screen |
And a face so beautiful that I have to cry out |
Everybody hears me But I look like a fool now |
With a cry and I shy out |
She knows all of my friends |
But it’s nice to find a woman who’s keen on living |
Now I think I’ve reached the end |
I wonder in the dead of night — how do I rate? |
How many friends have I really got? |
How many friends have I really got? |
How many friends have I really got? |
That love me, that want me, that’ll take me as I am? |
It’s all like a dream you know |
When you’re still up early in the morning |
And you all sit together to watch the sun come through |
But things don’t look so good |
When you could use a bit of warning |
Then you know that no-one will ever speak the truth about you |
How many friends have I really got? |
How many friends have I really got? |
How many friends have I really got? |
That love me, that want me, that’ll take me as I am? |
When I first signed a contract |
It was more than a handshake then |
I know it still is But there’s a plain fact |
We talk so much shit behind each other’s backs |
I get the willies |
People know nothing about their own soft gut |
So how come they can sum us up Without suffering all the hype we’ve known |
How come they bum us up How many friends have I really got? |
You can count 'em on one hand |
How many friends have I really got? |
How many friends have I really got? |
That love me, that want me, that’ll take me as I am? |