He needs no introduction In this game of seduction He plays and plays, leading women astray Bringing satisfaction and in return All he wants is your dedication They say he’s the salvation But he’ll lead maidens into temptation They’ll believe they have found perfection But little do they know, he has lovers in every location He leaves the men in frustration They please themselves with ******* But if a lady sees through these illusions She’ll shout “YOU ****” in confusion He softly replies with “Dear, why would I be a **** if it takes two to make love?”
Neptune était en Vierge Quand ma sultane, Ma Muse matriarche d'honneur, Ma Miss Bell arrogante et ruisselante de dynamite A rompu les amarres M'a baptisé Criminel, Casanova de pire aloi, Et condamné sans mea culpa Sans tambours ni trompettes A 169 ans de chevauchées sauvages Et de maladies imaginaires Dans son lit de cocagne De mistral et de tramontane. Condamné comme une marionnette Par ma reine sans couronne A faire le tour du zodiaque de ses hanches En derviche tourneur Dans le secteur 5 de la rose des vents De sa Babylone mythique A arpenter de long en large les planètes lentes et rapides De son enfer lubrique : Les spirituelles, les raffinées, les embrouillées Les délicates, les pudiques, les lubriques, Les pastels. les îles roses et les mers noires. Et prétextant mon ascendant verseau Elle a peaufiné mon oiseau antique L 'envoyant valdinguer entre les volcans de Vénus, Mars et Lune Histoire de me civiliser dans l 'anarchie du monde De ses tentacules cosmiques
Walking, talking, eating, One lover only baking, hum waking- up Is anyone good at loving? Always giving metals The modern love robot
((ATM)) machine There is no place Oh! Yes Lend me all lovers at my home
The ((OZ)) fame Artsy Auntie (EM) so lame
Listening to (REM) Headrush Makeup blush also *** in-between My break up My lunch hour All over again throwing cash way off the street look out I almost crashed_
That Casanova racer slim reducer
My ((ATM)) Sexter machine Pixstar diet Laughing to the bank
You are better But in the least seeing Her for what she is The beauty she is making up the beast He is the Eight personalities Burnt money Miss French fries Baby blue eyes cry My cash went dry Henry the eighth
The love affair in September Goth Just recently shot Lord of the rings Be sure you don't get the blues She-devil jeweler Saphire I got rushed She fires out!! She Forgets ** The finest champagne candles
On the tenth Cash reminder rush I cannot recall how I got here?
I will be back for the cash!! That gave her Total recall
Over there someone left more cash Someone overloaded trash What cash potential her best clothes
He looked like moon dancer Jacksons five black glove Casanova the best climate For Cash Australian mate Jumping Jack Flash You cant always get what you want But if you try sometimes You might get what you need Don't rush your life away
With that Casanova Don't rush your stars of the Nova Scotia
This is comical so about cash time just rushes by in a flash. Who do you love to take your time this world is crazy you may not have the time
She told me: "You always get women. They forever chasing you. And I'll be dammed if I said you don't come across as a player, a 'Casanova', using your charms and words. But I know that is started with you looking for the 'one', the one girl you hoped existed. A girl you could be yourself with, a girl to fall Inlove with. But I can see that as time moved on, you began to give up on the 'one', thinking you wouldn't find her. But I know when you saw me. And when we spoke for the first time. You began to feel hope again...that I was the 'one' you have always been looking for."
You think that you can walk up to me with that sly grin? You think you can whisper my name like that? You think you can sit back and stare at me when I walk? I AM NOT YOURS. You think you can gift me things? Like that makes up for the things you did? You think you can talk to me like nothing happened? I'VE GOT NEWS FOR YOU. I don't know whether you want to say you're sorry. I don't know if you miss me. I don't know if you want me back. Or if you want to be on good terms before you leave-- but I don't give a **** I'm not interested I will tear you apart if you try to be sweet toward me again.