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Texty: Holloways. Dancefloor.

I was standing on the dancefloor
And a pretty thing caught my eye
She was looking at me, smiling at me
And now she's dancing with me

So I must be pretty
If I'm standing here with people like you
I must be pretty, like you

We departed the dancefloor
And we fought our way to the bar
I had just enough for her wine
So I bought a drink, she necked it down, she lit a cigarette

And blew smoke in my eye
And I started to cry
And she laughed in my face

Please tell me, where are my friends
When I need them now?
Where are my friends
When I'm alone

I've got a feeling for the dancefloor
'Cause there playing my favorite song
There's such a buzz about this place
Wait a minute, all my friends have gone

Where are my friends
When I need them now?
Where are my friends
When I'm alone in the night time?

In the night time
Alone in the night time
Please tell me
How will I get home?

And how will I find love tonight
In a loveless city?

It's must be getting near closing time
So don't turn on the lights
This night is young, as we are
We're not ready to go

And now you're standing on the street side
And your sweat will turn to ice
And all your money's gone
'Cause you went and spent it all on a stupid fucking girl

Oh where are my friends
When I need them now?
Where are my friends
When I'm alone in the night time?

In the night time
Alone in the night time
Please tell me
How will I get home?

I'm so alone
In the night time
In the night time
Alone in the night time

Please tell me
How will I get home?
How will I get home tonight?

I haven't got no money
And how will I find love, love, love, love, love
In a loveless city?