The Ballad of Oswin Casanova by Kid Castello Lyrics

She keeps her cigarettes close to her chest
It's only six, she said
I haven't touched my whiskey yet

Red lipstick on rocks glasses
Blonde hair flowing down her back, yeah

They call her Oswin Casanova
The kiss of death
Once you have, it's over
She'll slit your throat and you'll thank her for it
Make you dance 'til you're dead on the dancefloor, yeah
They call her Oswin Casanova

She keeps a journal and burns flowers at night
Looks an angel
In the dark and in the moonlight

Pale skin in a leather jacket
Ordering an old fashioned
They call her Oswin Casanova
The kiss of death
Once you have, it's over
She'll slit your throat and you'll thank her for it
Make you dance 'til you're dead on the dancefloor, yeah
They call her Oswin Casanova