Where have all the good men gone? I need a hero Im holding out till the end of the night Hes gotta be strong and gotta be fast Hes a hero . They come they go Fast and slow They look they peep And go like sheep. I want a hero Where have all the good men gone Im not looking for gold or anyone cold I dont want your air time I want your time . Has the sweet young men of this day Gone astray . You look at my pics night and day But your not prepared to stay . Have a chat make my day All I see are men looking at me . All I want is a hero You gotta be strong you gotta be fast . Try and catch me . AKA Mad Irish Girl