Valentino got a booky shop And what he takes he gives for what he's got And what he's got he says he has not Stole from anyone It's not that he don't tell the truth Or even that he misspends his youth It's just that he holds the proof But you know that something's wrong Waiting for an alibi Valentino's in a cold sweat Placed all his money on that last bet Against all the odds he smokes another cigarette Says it helps him to forget he's a nervous wreck It's not that he misses much Or even that he lost his lucky touch It's just he gambles so much And you know that's it wrong Waiting for an alibi Waiting just to catch your eye Waiting Trying to say I told you, I told you Valentino got nowhere to go On his own like Romeo Blow by blow he watches his money go Now he's oh so low It's not that he misses her Or even that he can't resist her It's just that kissing her He feels so strong Waiting for an alibi