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