Karaoké Just a Gigolo (Schöner Gigolo) Peter Allen

Was in a Paris cafe the first I found him

He was a Frenchman a hero of the war

But war is over and here's how peace had crowned him

A few cheap medals to wear and nothing more

Now every night in that same cafe you'll find him

And as he walks by ladies hear him say

If you admire me please hire me

A Frenchman who knew better day

I'm just a gigolo everywhere I go people see 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 see the part

I'm playing

Paid for every dance selling cheap 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

Without me life goes on without me