| Casanova's Child (Demo)
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CASANOVA’S CHILD (Demo)
(In the singing style of: a Male)
[The song is about: “Older man – younger woman!”] |
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Words and Music by: Gary Dussiaume (SOCAN)
Copyright © 1985 and 2003 Gary Dussiaume (SOCAN) Neece Records Publishing (SOCAN).
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CASANOVA’S CHILD (Demo)
VERSE1
I’m supposed to be a lover.
In fact I’m quite a guy.
Hey, I’m Casanova’s brother.
The one they said had died.
You were looking for a lover,
And I, I was looking for a friend.
Took advantage of each other
And now, I’m turned around again.
VOCAL BRIDGE
You, you’re all the love I make,
And you’ll never, ever be replaced.
You, you’re all the love I take,
And no one will ever take your place.
CHORUS1
You, you’re easy like a child.
Your passion it runs wild,
Casanova’s child.
You, you’re ecstasy and pain,
This love is just insane –
This Casanova’s wild.
INSTRUMENTAL BRIDGE
CHORUS2
You, you’re easy like a child.
Your passion it runs wild,
Casanova’s child.
You, you’re ecstasy and pain,
This love is just insane –
This Casanova’s wild.
(Repeat Chorus until fade out.) |
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