Sorbara's solo music is a mix of pop, folk and jazz. Her debut album, Unplaceables, was released independently in 1998 and is no longer in print. Sorbara's second album, The Cure for Bad Deeds, was released independently in 2000. An expanded version of the album appeared on MapleMusic Recordings in 2002. The only single from the album was Bonnie & Clyde II.
After vocals, the piano is her primary instrument. She is a self-taught guitarist, her interest in the guitar began at age 11. At 15 she began writing her own music and performing it for others and has played at numerous festivals since.
In 2005, an announcement on her official homepage stated that she would not be doing any more solo material and closed off with a "thank you."
Casanova
Martina Sorbara Lyrics
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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 don't really know you
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 you
But you were no Casanova
And that just goes to show you
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 you
But you were no Casanova
And that just goes to show you
That I'm right back where I started
Not even broken-hearted
The lyrics to Martina Sorbara's song Casanova are about a brief fling with someone who was not as charming or impressive as they appeared. The first verse starts with Sorbara offering to send this person home, saying she wants to "wipe the slate clean" with fresh sheets and a shower. The second verse reveals that this person thinks Sorbara "jumped the gun" by being intimate so quickly, but Sorbara feels she "bit the bullet" by taking the risk. She admits that if she had the chance again, she would aim at this person and shoot, showing her anger and resentment towards them.
The chorus is about how Sorbara doesn't know this person, and how they were no Casanova, or smooth talker, as they may have thought. She questions why they are even together, wondering if it's just for the fun and conversation, or the "good old-fashioned lubrication." Sorbara maintains that she is fine with this arrangement, as it is all "contrived," and that this person is just on vacation. In the final verse, she admits to not regretting what they did, but expresses a desire to be the one not returning their calls. The song finishes with Sorbara admitting that she is not even broken-hearted over the situation, indicating its insignificance to her.
Overall, the song is about a fleeting and disappointing fling with someone who is not what they appeared to be. Sorbara is honest about her feelings towards this person, expressing her anger and disappointment, while acknowledging the temporary and contrived nature of their relationship.
Line by Line Meaning
I put you on the King car
I arranged for you to go home in the most convenient way possible
You'll be home in an hour
Your journey home will be complete within the hour
I ought to wipe the slate clean
I need to start afresh and forget about what has happened
With new sheets and a shower
Cleaning myself and my surroundings could be a symbolic gesture of starting over
You think I jumped the gun
You might believe that I rushed into the situation
Well, I think I bit the bullet
I see it as me taking a risk with full awareness of the potential consequences
If I held that trigger again
If I were presented with the same circumstances again
I think I'd aim at you and pull it
I may still choose to pursue what I want, and that might involve hurting you
I don't really know you
I may have acted impulsively without fully understanding your character
But you were no Casanova
Though I may not have a complete grasp of who you are, I trust my instincts that you're not as charming as you might think
You decide what I'm here to provide
You have your own expectations of me based on your desires
Fun and conversation versus
You see the relationship as being either based on having a good time or developing deeper communication
Good old-fashioned lubrication
You might expect sex to be the primary purpose of our interactions
I'm fine, this is all contrived
I'm okay pretending that everything is casual and meaningless when it isn't
And I'm fine that you're just
I'm okay with you not feeling as invested in this as I do
On vacation
I understand that this might not be a priority for you at the moment
I don't regret what we did
While I'm certainly not happy with the outcome, I still don't think our time together was a mistake
Nothing wrong with a little impulse
While I may have acted recklessly, I don't necessarily see that as always being a bad thing
But, man, what I wouldn't give
I do have some regrets and wish that things had turned out differently
To be the one not returning your calls
I wish I could be the one ignoring you rather than the other way around
That just goes to show you
This experience has confirmed what I already suspected
That I'm right back where I started
Despite my attempts to move on or change the situation, I'm still dealing with the same emotional struggles
Not even broken-hearted
I'm not even upset or disappointed about the situation because I knew it was too good to be true
It's a little bit too late
I've waited too long to salvage what little of the relationship remains
To correct this whole mistake
I don't think it's possible to repair the damage that's been done
So I'm laying where we lay
I remain in the same physical place where we spent time together
Trying to lose this constant replay
I'm trying to move on from the memories that constantly replay in my mind
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: ADAM HAY, MARTINA SORBARA
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