作词 : Townshend 作曲 : Pete Townshend 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 being so kind 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 **** 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?
作词 : Townshend 作曲 : Pete Townshend 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 being so kind 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 **** 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?
