(r. bateman, g. horton, w. stevenson, b. holland)



They call me a playboy

As i'm making my rounds

Chasing the bright light

Of each night spot in town



Thought i never show it,

My heart's breaking in two

They call me a playboy

But i'm just lonesome for you



I once had a real love

That was when i had you

Now i'll never feel love

With somebody new



This false front i'm wearing

Is just to cover my blues

They call me a playboy

But i'm just lonesome for you