How Many Friends

I'm feelin' so good right nowThere's a handsome boy tells me how I changed his pastHe buys me a brandyBut could it be he's really just after my ass?He likes the clothes I wearHe says he likes a man who's dressed in seasonBut no-one else ever stares, he's being so kindWhat's the reason?How many friends have I really got?You can count 'em on one handHow 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 screenAnd a face so beautiful that I have to cry outEverybody hears meBut I look like a fool nowWith a cry and I shy outShe knows all of my friendsBut it's nice to find a woman who's keen on livingNow I think I've reached the endI 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 knowWhen you're still up early in the morningAnd you all sit together to watch the 1 come throughBut things don't look so goodWhen you could use a bit of warningThen you know that no-one will ever speak the truth about youHow 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 contractIt was more than a handshake thenI know it still isBut there's a plain factWe talk so much shit behind each other's backsI get the williesPeople know nothing about their own soft gutSo how come they can sum us upWithout suffering all the hype we've knownHow come they bum us upHow many friends have I really got?You can count 'em on one handHow 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?