There is no Dulcinea
But there is a Catteleya

I'm a geeky former teacher
And once a basketball player

Moonlight in my hand
And moonlight in my eyes

Maybe nothing there at all
Maybe aliens in the skies

Golden helmet of Mombrino
A little like bread and wine

I'm going to need the prayers
When I go down as designed

I took two years of Latin
I hope the Church will treat me kind