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Madame's on the corner, wearing her cheap disguiseAnd everybody's sneakin' round her, trying to hide their eyesShe looks like a fool from a masqueradeShe'll tell you she's just out to have funBut she looks more to me like a prisonerAfraid and on the runCasanova's got the bluesMy heart feels just like stoneAnd I'm talking back to my radioAnd dancing on my ownNow there goes Franz Josef of Austria, into the Grand HotelAnd he don't care how much he has to spendHe'll buy anything she can sellWhen she packs up her body and fantasiesShe'll laugh when he's outside the doorAnd scream, "Honey, how come a sucker like youKeeps on running back for more?"Casanova's got the bluesMy heart feels just like stoneAnd I'm talking back to my radioAnd dancing on my ownI keep trying to escape these piratesSongtexteWho wreck anything they can't stealThey smash your ideals with violenceAnd grab the best end of the dealYou won't catch me near your window, babePutting myself on displaySo don't you come ask me for anything'Cause I've found out that love doesn't payCasanova's got the bluesMy heart feels just like stoneAnd I'm talking back to my radioAnd dancing on my own Aus Songtexte Mania