How Many Friends - The Who

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

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 shit 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?