Lyrics:

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
First-class psychiatry
But just once, I wanna make love without taking off my clothes
But just once, I wanna make love with somebody who really and truly knows
Ooh-ah, 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
Oh, 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 happiness
Contrary to rumor
Gigolos get lonely too
All my lovers need stimulation
Aw, but honey babe, I think that I need you

Just once I wanna love without taking 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 of my knees
Gigolos get lonely too
All my lovers need stimulation
But honey babe (honey babe), I think that I need you
Contrary to rumor
Gigolos get lonely too
All my lovers need stimulation
But honey babe (honey babe), I think that I need you
Whatcha gonna do, baby?
Oh, whatcha, whatcha gonna do?
Hey, yeah, whatcha gonna do, baby?
Ah, whatcha, whatcha gonna do?
Do you think we could have dinner sometime, baby?
Well, how about tonight, baby?