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