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, a first-class psychiatry. But just once, I'd wanna make love without taking off my clothes. Just once, I wanna make love with 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 kind of person, that could turn my world around. Won't you gimme 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've got more money than you could imagine in your wildest dreams. But honey, money don't make no happy man.
Just once, I wanna love without takin' off my clothes. Just once, I wanna love with somebody who knows. That I got more money than you could ever see. But honey, money won't get me up off my knees.
Gigolos get lonely too. All my lovers need stimulation. But honey babe, I think that I need you.
What cha gonna do, baby? Oh, what cha, what cha gonna do?
Ah, do you think we could have dinner sometimes, baby? Well, how about to night? Baby?