despair No hope, not a glimmer Now you're nothing but second hand In glove with second rate now Now you're flirting with heroin Or is it cocaine? Casanova
Fuck you. I want to know how it feels that I'm the best you could ever have, so tell me when you lose your nerve. So what'd you go looking for and why
Do you hear that whistle wail? Think the end is coming in? But I'm a whole lot worse than well But I'm determined to slip this skin And I know your dying
Do you hear that whistle wail? Think the end is coming in? But I?m a whole lot worse than well But I?m determined to slip this skin And I know your dying
You're heading south for the border. This is the site of the murder. This is the end, this is the end. Cause this is the day your life is gonna change
it somehow Don't casanova me, I'm over you It's over obviously Don't put your sugar on me It's too late to sweeten this baby hey Casanova, it's over
Camminava verso Venezia Casanova, come un gabbiano a sera torna al nido, fra le ombre profumate di donne mai dimenticate, lo accompagnava verso casa lo
trame Il pose des questions moi j'y reponds Un barometre a etats d'ame Casanova ou Quasimodo Un coup c'est froid un coup c'est chaud Quasimodo ou Casanova
Feel the rhythm deep inside Touch me now You can be my casanova Ooh, ooh, oh You could be my casanova Ooh, ooh, oh You could be my casanova It's about
aire La noche es magica y sensual Un deseo incontrolable El momento es ideal Ya no pares de bailar Amame, Baila baila casanova Oooooh. Baila baila casanova Oooooooh Baila baila casanova
watch out That jive type,that jive type, ooh Casanova Brown Let me tell you 'bout that jive type that jive type Casanova Brown That jive type,that jive type, Casanova
drug you get addicted to his love You wanna get out but he's holding ya down cause you can't live without one more touch Chorus: He's a good time cowboy casanova
high hopes and thin air Losin' money by the mile I'll get there a poor man She'll make it worth my while I was a white line casanova A love bandit of
The Divine Comedy's Casanova - a collection of songs for bass baritone and ensemble, inspired by the writings of the eighteenth century Venetian gambler
Fuck you. I want to know how it feels that I'm the best you could ever have, So tell me when you lose your nerve. So what'd you go looking for and why
despair No hope' Not a glimmer Now you're nothing But second hand In glove With second rate now Now you're flirting With heroin - Or is it cocaine' Casanova
oh oh "Casanova" Oh, ouee, oh A fly guy, oh oh "fly... fly" He's so fly Fly guy, hey oh Fly guy, oh oh "Casanova" Oh, ouee, oh A fly guy Ooh, "fly...
Do you hear that whistle wail? I think the engines coming in But I?m a whole lot worse than well But I?m determined to slip this skin And I know your