Just a Gigolo

Was in a Paris cafe that first I found him He was a Frenchman, a hero of the war But war was over And here's how peace had crowned him A few cheap medals to wear and nothing more Now every night in the same cafe he shows up And as he strolls by ladies hear him say If you admire me, hire me A gigolo who knew a better day Just a gigolo, everywhere I go People know the part 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 me When the end comes I know They'll say just a gigolo As life goes on without me Just a gigolo, everywhere I go People know the part 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 me When the end comes I know They'll say just a gigolo As life goes on without me --- Just a Gigolo - Bing Crosby and Gus Arnheim & His Orchestra