The girl's perfection inspires affection
It's queer that here he can't cast his spell in her direction
Somewhere near, one senses fear
Casanova in Hell

The girl is naked
The boy is naked
He hides inside a secret chamber
There to gape through a velvet drape
And dream of rape
Casanova in Hell

Her sharp suggestion
He couldn't get an erection
Came as a shock
He finds himself a laughing-stock
His ageing fate to contemplate
Casanova in Hell

Back in the library, his revenge is his story
What he will write will recall the bite
Of his wit and legendary appetite
The sybarite, Casanova is well

For Casanova has the last laugh
Creates the myth and vindication
Of his sexual vocation
Makes the definitive collection
His lives and lovers and above all, his erection
Will live in history