A masquerade you walk in the moonlight, Don't like the shade you live with the sea tide. You look like Nostradamus, Although you're not as famous. Your pass is fast and nervous, You can't stop.
{Refrain}: Lunatic and aristocratic, There you go. Lunatic, and your eyes are magic. Lunatic and aristocratic, There you go. Lunatic, and the strange is logic.
You take a chance, two fiche on red nine. Lets have a dance, yes, darling, next time. You're no Casanova, You're just a lonely number. You're I'll with sexomania, You can't stop.