Everywhere I go,
People know the part I'm playing.

Paid for every dance,
Selling each romance,
Every night some heart betraying.

There will come a day,
Youth will pass away,
Then, what will they say about me?

When the end comes I know
They'll say "Just a gigolo,"
As life goes on without me.
I ai't got nobody
I'm so sad and lonely
nobody cares for me"