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