Gigolos Get Lonely Too

I guess you've heard of my reputation
I've had my share of foolin' around
But everybody needs stimulation
And mine just happens to be all over town
It's an easy-money occupation
First-class psychiatry
But just once, I'd wanna make love
Without taking off my clothes
Just once, I wanna make love
To somebody who really and truly knows...
CHORUS:
Contrary to rumor
Gigolos get lonely too
All my lovers need stimulation
But honey babe, I think that I need you!
Maybe you're the kinda person
That could turn my world around
Won't ya gimme a little inspiration
Maybe that's what I need to make me settle down
It's an easy-money occupation
But honey one thing understand
I got more money than you could
Imagine in your wildest dreams
But honey, money don't make no happy man!
(CHORUS)
Just once I wanna love without
Takin' off my clothes
I wanna love with somebody who knows
That I got more money that you could ever see
But honey, money won't get me up off my knees...please
(CHORUS)
"So watcha gonna do baby? Watcha watcha gonna do?"
"Watcha gonna do baby? Watcha gonna do?"
Uh, do you think we could have dinner sometime?
Well, how about tonight?
Eight 'o' clock? Cool.