At one a.m. I met a pretty girl in a bar We left in separate cars Only to wind up unwinding in separate beds There's no one to hold on to Disconnect the phone There's no one to hold on to The century ends I'm right back where I began And now I know that it's too late At three a.m. I dropped a pretty girl in my bed We slept in until noon Only to wake up singing the same old tune There's no one to hold on to Disconnect the phone There's no one to hold on to The century ends I'm right back where I began And now I know that it's too late There's no one to hold on to Disconnect the phone There's no one to hold on to Where'd she get her ways As I fall into bed drunk And start to count the sheep There's no one to hold on to This one's backwards and attached to legs And I fall down again The century ends I'm right back where I began And now I know that it's too late She drives home with me in my Cressida Then I wake up