Help me, help me, tell me what is wrong
Is this feeling common or am I the only one
Help
me, help me, whenever I go out
To dance and to enjoy myself they think I need a
guy
First this boy turned up, didn't say a word
He just sat and stared, oh did he
get on my nerves
Then a fellow came, such a gorgeous guy
With an empty brain, so I told
him with a smile
Nice to see you, take a hike
There is No Romance when you ask
me for my number... a.s.o.
Just a one-night stand, I don't need it now
There is No
Romance
Where's the gentleman I wonder
I just wanna dance, I intend to stay
alone
Even when I'm walking home
When my, when my friends get up and dance
That
is when the drunk obnoxious guys take a chance
help me, help me, I'm looking for a guy
Who
knows how to treat, how to treat me right
First this man turned up with a nasty
smell
And the second guy, what he was I couldn't tell
Then a boy turned up with a dirty
mind
And another one smelled of yesterday's wine
How I hate the smell of
it
There is No Romance when you ask me for my number... a.s.o.
Rudolph
Valentino and all those other stars
They're the kind of men that I can't resist
Tell me do
those men really not exist
Help me, help me, tell me where's the passion
Oh, is it all
old-fashioned
There is No Romance when you ask me for my number... a.s.o
