Louis Prima & His Orchestra
Just a Gigolo (I Ain't Got Nobody)
'Twas in a Paris cafe at first I found himHe was a Frenchman, a hero of the warBut war was over and here's how peace had crowned himOf which he'd medals to wear and nothing moreNow, every night in the same cafe he shows upAnd as he strolls by, ladies hear him sayIf you admire me, hire meA gigolo who knew a better dayJust a gigolo, everywhere I goPeople know the part I'm playingPaid for every dance, selling each romanceEvery night some heart betrayingThere will come a day, youth will pass awayThen what will they say about meWhen the end comes I know they'll say"Just a gigolo," as life goes on without me
From Letras Mania