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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
Camminava verso Venezia Casanova, come un gabbiano a sera torna al nido, fra le ombre profumate di donne mai dimenticate, lo accompagnava verso casa
par terre J'te vois partir {Refrain:} Casanova Solo dove va ? Solo non e piu un Casanova Casanova Solo dove va ? Sans toi, je n'ai pas de Casanova Sans
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
Haulin' 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
More despair No hope? Not a glimmer Now you're nothing But second hand In glove With second rate Now you're flirting With heroin - Or is it cocaine? 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
t fool me with your same old lies Won?t you drop dead? ?Cause I have seen what?s behind those eyes Oh Casanova Won?t you drop dead? Oh Casanova I can
t fool me with your same old lies Won't you drop dead? 'Cause I have seen what's behind those eyes Oh Casanova Won't you drop dead? Oh Casanova I can
Ladysmith wants you forthwith to come to her relief Burn your briefs you leave for France tonight Carefully cut the straps of the booby-traps and set
When she was just a girl she became a woman of the world Soon there wasn't room enough for her in between the bosoms of her family She popped the cork
It is a far far better thing that I do now than I have ever done before It is a far far better place that I go to than I have ever known before My slap
I see oriental paper globes hanging like decomposing cocoons while exotic candles overload the dusty air with their stale perfume And I see lentils,
Sing a happy song 'cause Spring does not last long A flower blooms and then it's gone Summer follows fast, make hay while it lasts Don't ever dwell upon
The Divine Comedy's Casanova - a collection of songs for bass baritone and ensemble, inspired by the writings of the eighteenth century Venetian gambler
only make it worse Don't tempt the lonely and perverse The casualties of casual sex The child of three with X-ray specs The conman low in self esteem The Casanova
Once there was a time when my mind lay on higher things And once there was a time I could find pretty words to sing But now, well now I find it saves
