It's cold outside

And the paint's peeling off of my walls.

There's a man outside

In a long coat, grey hat, smoking a cigarette.



Now the light fades out

And i wonder what i'm doing in a room like this.

There's a knock on the door

And just for a second i thought i remembered you.



You know i hate to ask

But are my friends electric?



So i open the door

It's the friend that i'd left in the hallway.

I said "please sit down"

A candle lit a shadow on a wall near the bed.



You know i hate to ask

But are friends electric?

Only much broke down

Down, down, down, down

And now i've no one to love.



You know i hate to ask

But are friends electric?