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?