"And when the ends comes, I know, and I'm just a gigolo....Life goes on without me. I ain't got nobody...nobody...nobody...nobody...."
I hope he belts it out loud in the monotonous drone of his as Ted Kennedy collapses into the floor lamp into the corner clutching a bottle of Chivas in one hand and a high ball glass in the other.
"And when the ends comes, I know, and I'm just a gigolo....Life goes on without me. I ain't got nobody...nobody...nobody...nobody...."