Casanova
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โฑ๏ธ 2:47 duration
๐ ID: 2323690
๐ Lyrics
CASANOVA
I'm on the frontpage of a dirty magazine
Mr. January pumpkin carousing
Can't you see my face it's alive
Close the curtains
Flip the switch, make me happy
Baby, you're a bitch
Turn me on, turn me on, tonight
Casanova, do you love her
Now do you really think that you will find
That bit of self-esteem to push between her legs
And make her happy like you used to do
And the time when everything was simple
She was seventeen and you were twenty two
And it was summer
It was the summer when you ran away
From the traffic noise of screaming rubber ducks
And grieving wives on channel 45
When no one talks about the weather anymore
Casanova, you're getting older
Now the world is not for you to blame
It's just a movie rolling backwards
Randomly injecting choises that we call in vain
And the violence that you try to justify
Is not a language that I still contain
But in the summer
I will wrap you up in cellophane
And bury you under the pouring rain
'Cause no one talks about the weather anymore
I'm on the frontpage of a dirty magazine
Mr. January pumpkin carousing
Can't you see my face it's alive
Close the curtains
Flip the switch, make me happy
Baby, you're a bitch
Turn me on, turn me on, tonight
Casanova, do you love her
Now do you really think that you will find
That bit of self-esteem to push between her legs
And make her happy like you used to do
And the time when everything was simple
She was seventeen and you were twenty two
And it was summer
It was the summer when you ran away
From the traffic noise of screaming rubber ducks
And grieving wives on channel 45
When no one talks about the weather anymore
Casanova, you're getting older
Now the world is not for you to blame
It's just a movie rolling backwards
Randomly injecting choises that we call in vain
And the violence that you try to justify
Is not a language that I still contain
But in the summer
I will wrap you up in cellophane
And bury you under the pouring rain
'Cause no one talks about the weather anymore
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:10.11] CASANOVA
[00:11.17] I'm on the frontpage of a dirty magazine
[00:13.16] Mr. January pumpkin carousing
[00:16.17] Can't you see my face it's alive
[00:21.17] Close the curtains
[00:22.23] Flip the switch, make me happy
[00:25.20] Baby, you're a bitch
[00:26.23] Turn me on, turn me on, tonight
[00:32.20] Casanova, do you love her
[00:47.22] Now do you really think that you will find
[00:49.33] That bit of self-esteem to push between her legs
[00:52.34] And make her happy like you used to do
[00:56.44] And the time when everything was simple
[00:58.41] She was seventeen and you were twenty two
[01:03.46] And it was summer
[01:04.49] It was the summer when you ran away
[01:08.56] From the traffic noise of screaming rubber ducks
[01:09.59] And grieving wives on channel 45
[01:13.57] When no one talks about the weather anymore
[01:40.65] Casanova, you're getting older
[01:47.78] Now the world is not for you to blame
[01:50.74] It's just a movie rolling backwards
[01:52.72] Randomly injecting choises that we call in vain
[01:55.82] And the violence that you try to justify
[01:59.88] Is not a language that I still contain
[02:03.87] But in the summer
[02:05.84] I will wrap you up in cellophane
[02:08.86] And bury you under the pouring rain
[02:14.95] 'Cause no one talks about the weather anymore
[02:44.04]
[00:11.17] I'm on the frontpage of a dirty magazine
[00:13.16] Mr. January pumpkin carousing
[00:16.17] Can't you see my face it's alive
[00:21.17] Close the curtains
[00:22.23] Flip the switch, make me happy
[00:25.20] Baby, you're a bitch
[00:26.23] Turn me on, turn me on, tonight
[00:32.20] Casanova, do you love her
[00:47.22] Now do you really think that you will find
[00:49.33] That bit of self-esteem to push between her legs
[00:52.34] And make her happy like you used to do
[00:56.44] And the time when everything was simple
[00:58.41] She was seventeen and you were twenty two
[01:03.46] And it was summer
[01:04.49] It was the summer when you ran away
[01:08.56] From the traffic noise of screaming rubber ducks
[01:09.59] And grieving wives on channel 45
[01:13.57] When no one talks about the weather anymore
[01:40.65] Casanova, you're getting older
[01:47.78] Now the world is not for you to blame
[01:50.74] It's just a movie rolling backwards
[01:52.72] Randomly injecting choises that we call in vain
[01:55.82] And the violence that you try to justify
[01:59.88] Is not a language that I still contain
[02:03.87] But in the summer
[02:05.84] I will wrap you up in cellophane
[02:08.86] And bury you under the pouring rain
[02:14.95] 'Cause no one talks about the weather anymore
[02:44.04]