Martina Sorbara - Casanova lyrics

I put you on the King car

You'll be home in an hour

I ought to wipe the slate clean

With new sheets and a shower

You think I jumped the gun

Well I think I bit the bullet

If I held that trigger again

I think I'd aim at you and pull it

I don't really know ya

But you were no Casanova

You decide what I'm here to provide

Fun and conversation versus

Good old fashioned lubrication

I'm fine this is all contrived

And I'm fine that you're just

On vacation

I don't regret what we did

Nothing wrong with a little impulse

But man what I wouldn't give

To be the one not returning your calls

I don't really know ya

But you were no Casanova

And that just goes to show ya

That I'm right back where I started

Not even broken hearted

I'm not even broken hearted

It's a little bit to late

To correct this whole mistake

So I'm laying where we lay

Trying to lose this constant replay

I don't really know ya

But you were no Casanova

And that just goes to show ya

That I'm right back where I started

Not even broken hearted

music and lyrics by martina sorbara

martina sorbara - vocals/acoustic guitar

adam hay - drums

murray foster - bass

jian ghomeshi - percussion