Saturday night and I'm all alone

No ring on the doorbell, no ring on the phone

And nobody wants to know anyone lonely like me

Your boyfriend's good-looking, he's got it all there

Looks like God made him with something to spare

You look good together scurrying off down the street

Has he got a friend?

Has he got a friend for me?

Has he got a friend?

Has he got a friend for me?

He's got the haunt of the sea in his eyes

But he wouldn't notice me passing him by

I could be in the gutter

Or dangling down from a tree

If he knows someone who's graceful and wise

And won't mind a girl who is clumsy and shy

I wouldn't mind going with someone that I've never seen

Has he got a friend for me?

Has he got a friend?

Has he got a friend for me?