I’m feelin’ so good right now There’s a handsome boy tells me how I changed his past He buys me a brandy Or could it be he’s really just after my ass? He likes the clothes I wear He says he likes a man to dress in season But no one else ever stares he’s being so kind --> What’s the reason? Chorus 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 a silver screen And a face so beautiful that I have to cry out Everybody hears me Well I look like a fool now if I try and I shy out She knows all of my friends But it’s nice to find a woman who’ll stay on late But now I think I’ve reached the end I wonder in the dead of night how do I rate? 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. When I first signed the 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 guts So how come they can sum us up Without suffering all the hype we’ve known How come they bum us up