Just a gigolo, everywhere you go
People know the part you're playing. (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 you? (about me?)
When the end comes, I know,
They'll say "Just a gigolo,"
As life goes on without you. (without me)
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