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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:
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?