Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Ogni Volta Composer(s): Antonello Venditti Performer(s): Antonello Venditti
Ogni volta che parlo di te tu fai parte o non parte di me ogni volta che piango per te tu fai parte o non parte di noi E mille nuovi amori cercherò per non amarti più ma mai nessuna al mondo sarai tu E stanotte la passi con lui ma ogni cosa ti parla di noi ogni frase, ogni gesto che fai è già stato vissuto da noi Chiudi gli occhi e pensi che le sue mani, la sua pelle no, non sono me Ogni volta che parli di me faccio parte o non parte di te ogni volta che piangi per me faccio parte o non parte di noi A tutti i nostri amici tu dirai di non amarmi più ma solo io saprò a chi pensi tu voglio te voglio te, voglio te perché tu, tu fai parte di me voglio te, voglio te, voglio te fino all'ultimo sguardo all'ultimo istante all'ultimo giorno che avrò
Ogni Favola E Un Gioco Composer(s): Edoardo Bennato Performer(s): Edoardo Bennato
Ogni favola è un gioco che si fa con il tempo ed è vera soltanto a metà la puoi vivere tutta in un solo momento è una favola è non è realtà
Ogni favola è un gioco che finisce se senti tutti vissero felici e contenti forse esiste da sempre non importa l'età perché è vera soltanto a metà!...
Ogni favola è un gioco è una storia inventata ed è vera soltanto a metà e fa il giro del mondo e chissà dove è nata è una favola, e non è realtà
Ogni favola è un gioco se ti fermi a giocare dopo un po' lasciala andare non la puoi ritrovare in nessuna città perché è vera soltanto a metà!... Universi sconosciuti anni luce da esplorare astronavi della mente verso altre verità!
Ogni favola è un gioco che si fa con il tempo ed è vera soltanto a metà la puoi vivere tutta in un solo momento è una favola e non è realtà!
Ogni favola è un gioco se ti fermi a giocare dopo un po' lasciala andare non la puoi ritrovare in nessuna città perché è vera soltanto a metà!...
Ogen Kunnen Niet Liegen Composer(s): K. Lavoie; N. Bijl Performer(s): Jimmy Frey
Reeds een jaar de tijd gaat vlug Nu zie ik jou terug Jij wordt rood en ik word bleek Maar jij zegt dat het jou niets geeft En jij lacht maar veel te luid En je hart spreekt je niet uit Als je zegt ik leef tevree Want je ogen doen niet mee
Ogen kunnen niet liegen Want je ogen vertellen Wat je lippen ontkennen Ogen kunnen niet liegen Pas op je woorden want je ogen liegen niet
Iemand die je niet goed kent Denkt dat je gelukkig bent Mij maak je geen dromen wijs Want je vreugde is geveinsd
Speel niet meer met ons geluk Ik wil jou zo graag terug En ik zie ook aan je blik Dat je hetzelfde wenst als ik
Off The Wall Composer(s): Rod Temperton Performer(s): Michael Jackson; Sebastien Leger; Wisdome
When the world is on your shoulder Gotta straighten up your act and boogie down If you cant hang with the feeling Then there aint no room for you this part of town cause were the party people night and day Livin crazy thats the only way
So tonight gotta leave that nine to five upon the shelf And just enjoy yourself Groove, let the madness in the music get to you Life aint so bad at all If you live it off the wall Life aint so bad at all (live life off the wall) Live your life off the wall (live it off the wall)
You can shout out all you want to cause there aint no sin in folks all getting loud If you take the chance and do it Then there aint no one whos gonna put you down cause were the party people night and day Livin crazy thats the only way
So tonight gotta leave that nine to five upon the shelf And just enjoy yourself Cmon and groove, and let the madness in the music get to you Life aint so bad at all If you live it off the wall Life aint so bad at all (live life off the wall) Live your life off the wall (live it off the wall)
Do what you want to do There aint no rules its up to you (aint no rules its all up to you) Its time to come alive And party on right through the night (all right)
Gotta hide your inhibitions Gotta let that fool loose deep inside your soul Want to see an exhibition Better do it now before you get to old cause were the party people night and day Livin crazy thats the only way
So tonight gotta leave that nine to five upon the shelf and just enjoyyourself Cmon and groove (yeah) let the madness in the music get to you Life aint so bad at all if you live it off the wall Life aint so bad at all (live life off the wall) Live your life off the wall (live it off the wall)
So tonight gotta leave that nine to five upon the shelf and just enjoy yourself Cmon and groove (yeah) let the madness in the music get to you Life aint so bad at all if you live it off the wall Life aint so bad at all (live life off the wall) Live your life off the wall (live it off the wall)
Off The Record Composer(s): George M. Cohan Performer(s): James Cagney
It's really a wonderful job For fellows like George, Abe and me, too It's great to shake hands with the mod And hold every kid on your knee, too Ev'ry word that I speak goes into the headlines When I speak all the papers hold their deadlines But I've found a way of dropping a hint Or a glint of the truth That the boys cannot print For instance... For instance...
When I was only a governor and just a good-time Charlie A certain party came to me - he said his name was Farley Don't print it It's strictly off the record He sat right down and talked to me till I was in a stupor And ended up by selling me the works of Fenimore Cooper Don't print it It's strictly off the record I said, "you're quite a salesman You've been sent here by the fates If you can sell these dreary books Which ev'rybody hates Then maybe you can sell me the whole United States!" But that's off the record
My messages to the Congress are a lot of Boola-boola I'm not so fond of Bankhead, but I'd love to meet Tallulah Don't print it It's strictly off the record I sit up in my bedroom reading books like Silas Marnner and Sears and Roebuck catalogues to get away from Garner Don't print it It's strictly off the record If I'm not re-elected and worst comes to the worst I'll never die of hunger and I'll never die of thirst I've got one boy with Du Pont and another one with Hearst But that's off the record
When I go up to Hyde park it is not just for the ride there It's not that I love Hyde park, but I love to park and hide there Don't print that It's strictly off the record Oh, sing a song of Boulder Dam, but what's a little song worth? We'll use it to throw razor blades, and maybe Alice Longworth Don't print it It's strictly off the record And now I'd like to talk about some folks I used to know Mr. John L. Lewis and His famous C.I.O. "Frankie and Johnnie were sweethearts" But that's off the record
My speeches on the radio have made me quite a hero I only have to say "My friends" and stocks go down to zero Don't print it It's strictly off the record The radio officials say that I'm the leading fellow Jack Benny Can be President and I'll go on for Jell-O Don't print it It's strictly off the record It's pleasant at the White House, but I'll tell you how I feel The food is something terrible - just sauerkraut and veal If Eleanor would stay at home I'd get a decent mean But that's off the record
Off Night Backstreet Composer(s): Joni Mitchell Performer(s): Joni Mitchell; David Lahm
Maybe I'm just kidding myself when I say I love you I don't know Loving without trusting You get--frostbite and sunstroke I wish I felt nothing! You pimp--laughing and strutting her to my chartered seat Your old off night back street
It's been stinger to stinger, darling It's been heart to heart You still keep me from finishing Any new love I start Now she's moved in with you She's keeping your house neat And your sheets sweet And I'm your off night back street
I can feel your fingers Feeling my face There are some lines you put there And some you erase Maybe I'm just dramatizing I don't care It's home--it can be heaven When we play fair But these sentimental journeys Late at night-- High in some back room you're calling me To be your off night back street
You give me such pleasure You bring me such pain Who left her long black hair In our bathtub drain?
Off And Running Composer(s): Carole Bayer Sager; Toni Wine Performer(s): Lesley Gore; Wayne Fontana & The Mindbenders
No matter what you do, no matter what you say I've had enough of you; I'm gonna break way I'm off and I'm runnin' just as far as I can go I've had it up to here and I want out
I'd rather get my kicks; I'd rather have me fun Ain't gonna take your tricks; my life has just begun Well baby, I'm off and I'm runnin' just as far as I can go I've had it up to here and I want out
Took my love for granted & you pushed your luck too far Well, you play things underhanded & now I know just what you are So baby, I'm off and I'm runnin' just as far as I can go I've had it up to here and I want out, yeah
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No matter what you do, oh no matter what you say I've had enough of you; I'm gonna break way Oh baby I'm off and I'm runnin' just as far as I can go I've had it up to here and I want out
(repeat & fade) Yes I am off and I'm runnin' just as far as I can go I've had it up to here and I want out
Het mooie van de zon is dat de dag ermee begon Het aangename van een dame is
dat ze niet alleen een vrouw is Maar voornamelijk een dame En nog mooier dan dit alles bij elkaar Is een mooi meisje van veertien jaar
't Is toch goed zoals het is of niet soms En waarom dan niet als ik mag vragen Of had u soms iets anders nog gewenst
Het mooie van de maan is dat je hem nooit ziet ondergaan Het aardige van jou is dat je jongen bent of meisje Een man, misschien een vrouw En nog mooier dan dit alles bij elkaar Zijn de 365 dagen van het jaar
't Is toch goed zoals het is of niet soms Wat is er van uw dienst, u zoekt het zelf maar uit En jij, weet je wat je doet, je ziet maar
't Is toch goed zoals het is of niet soms Wat is er van uw dienst, u zoekt het zelf maar uit En jij, weet je wat je doet, je ziet maar
Oei, Oei, Oei Composer(s): Peter Koelewijn Performer(s): Johan Cruijff
Oei, oei, oei dat was me weer een loei Het was net of je zomaar uit je schoenen woei Oei, oei, oei dat was me weer een loei Heb je dat gezien Die tellen we voor tien Jongens wat een loei Oei, oei, oei
We gingen naar het boksen kijken van een verre neef Wat kreeg die jongen klappen want die ander was op dreef Toen kwam die derde ronde en die werd mijn neef fataal Zijn gympjes onder op de mat en hij lag in de zaal
Oei, oei, oei dat was me weer een loei Het was net of je zomaar uit je schoenen woei Oei, oei, oei dat was me weer een loei Heb je dat gezien Die tellen we voor tien Jongens wat een loei Oei, oei, oei
En na de wedstrijd gingen wij met onze neef op sjouw We hoopten dat hij zo zijn blauwe oog vergeten zou Maar in een zaakje riep hij dat er dubbel werd geteld De ober haalde uit en zei: Dit is je wisselgeld
Oei, oei, oei dat was me weer een loei Het was net of je zomaar uit je schoenen woei Oei, oei, oei dat was me weer een loei Heb je dat gezien Die tellen we voor tien Jongens wat een loei Oei, oei, oei
Toen was de lol eraf en hebben wij met man en macht Onze arme neef maar meteen naar huis gebracht Maar zijn echtgenote wachtte woedend in de gang Dit was de mooiste wedstrijd en wij zaten eerste rang
Oei, oei, oei dat was me weer een loei Het was net of je zomaar uit je schoenen woei Oei, oei, oei dat was me weer een loei Heb je dat gezien Die tellen we voor tien Jongens wat een loei Oei, oei, oei
Oedipus Rex Composer(s): Tom Lehrer Performer(s): Tom Lehrer; Evy Mayer
From The Bible to the popular songs There's on theme that we find all along With all the things we hail as good The most sublime is motherhood
There once was an whom so it seems Once carried this ideal to extremes He loved his mother and she loved him And yet his story is rather grim
There once was a man named Oedipus Rex You may have heard about his odd complex His name appears in Freud's index Cause he loved his mother
His rivals used to say quite a bit That as a monarch he was quite unfit But still in all they had to admit That he loved his mother
Yes, he loved his mother like no other He daughter was his sister And his son was his brother One thing on which you can depend is He sure knew who a boy's best friend is
When he found what he had done He tore his eyes out one-by-one A tragic end for a loyal son Who loved his mother
So be sweet and and kind to mother Now and then have a chat About her candy-coloured blossoms Or a brand new hat But P'raps you'd better let it go at that
Or you might end up with a quite complex, Complex And you may end up like Oedipus I'd rather marry a duck-billed platypus Than end up like old Oedipus Rex!
Odile Composer(s): René Laquier; Etienne Lorin Performer(s): André Bourvil
C'était en dix neuf cent vingt six Que sur la grand' route de Senlis Ell' eu un' pann' d'automobile Et tandis que je tâtonnais, en essayant de la dépanner Ell' me murmura, j' m'appelle Odile
Ell'avait un sac en croco, oh oh Odile Ell'avait une belle auto, oh oh Odile Ell'avait aussi un très beau châssis, l'automobile Quand on appuyait sur ses jolies poires Ca faisait pouet pouet (coin coin) Oh oh oh ell' avait un sac en crocro oh oh Odile Ell'avait une belle auto, oh oh Odile Et sous l'pont arrièr', un peu de poussièr' l'automobile Ell'avait de bell' couleur, oh oh Odile
Comme je vérifiais l'essieu Dans mes beaux yeux elle vit les cieux Mon charme avait conquis Odile En faisant démarrer l'moteur J'ai cru entendre parler son cur Ainsi démarra notr' idylle
Ell'avait un sac en croco, oh oh Odile Ell'avait une belle auto, oh oh Odile Très bien carrossée, la ligne élancée, l'automobile Quand elle avait froid Avant d'partir ell' faisait comm' ça, heuh heuh Oh oh oh ell' avait un sac en crocro, oh oh Odile Ell'avait une belle auto, oh oh Odile Deux petits par chocs qu'étaient pas en toc, l'automobile Ell' se conduisait bien, oh oh Odile
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Et comme' elle' était très bonn' à croquer, moi je jubile Car l'ayant épousée, je croque Odile!
Ódiame Composer(s): Rafael Otero Performer(s): José Feliciano; and various other artists
Ódiame por piedad yo te lo pido ódiame sin medidas ni clemencias odio quiero más que indiferencia porque el rencor hiere menos que el olvido (Repeat)
Si tu me odias quedaré yo convencido de que me amaste mujer con insistencia pero ten presente de acuerdo a la experiencia que tan solo se odia lo querido
Que vale más yo niño, tu orgullosa vale más tu débil hermosura piensa que en le fondo de la fosa llevaremos la misma vestidura (Repeat)
Odeur Des Myrtils Composer(s): Jean Ferrat Performer(s): Jean Ferrat
Odeur des myrtils Dans les grands paniers Que demeure-t-il De nous au grenier Odeur des myrtils Dans les grands paniers
Ombre mon royaume Je retrouverais Les anciens arômes Et les noirs portraits Les enfants qui dorment Les fauteuils boiteux Les ombres difformes La trace des jeux
Odeur des myrtils Dans les grands paniers Que demeure-t-il De nous au grenier Odeur des myrtils Dans les grands paniers
C'était moi peut-être Ou peut-être vous Les yeux des fenêtres Sont vides et fous Dans les mois de paille Il fait doux guetter Le cri court des cailles Divisant l'été
Odeur des myrtils Dans les grands paniers Que demeure-t-il De nous au grenier Odeur des myrtils Dans les grands paniers
Le vent se repose Aux bords bleus du temps Les hérons gris-rose Marchent sur l'étang Il me semble entendre Un train loin d'ici Dans les osiers tendres Le jour est assis
Odeur des myrtils Dans les grands paniers Que demeure-t-il De nous au grenier Odeur des myrtils Dans les grands paniers
La fin d'août paresse Et les arbres font De lentes caresses Aux plafonds profonds Mémoire qui meurt Photos effacées Rumeur ô rumeur Des choses passées
Odeur des myrtils Dans les grands paniers Que demeure-t-il De nous au grenier Odeur des myrtils Dans les grands paniers
Odessa (City On The Black Sea) Composer(s): Barry Gibb; Robin Gibb; Maurice Gibb Performer(s): The Bee Gees
Fourteenth of February, eighteen ninety nine The British ship Veronica was lost without a sign Baa baa black sheep, you haven't any wool Captain Richardson left himself a lonely wife in Hull
Cherub, I lost a ship in the Baltic sea I'm on an iceberg running free Sitting, filing this berg to the shape of a ship Sailing my way back to your lips One passing ship gave word that you have moved out of your old flat You love the Vicar more then words can say Tell him to pray that I won't melt away And I'll see your face again
Odessa, how strong am I? Odessa, how time goes by
Treasure, you know the neighbours that live next door They haven't got their dog anymore Freezing, sailing around in the North Atlantic Can't seem to leave the sea anymore I just can't understand why you just moved to Finland You love that Vicar more than words can say Ask him to pray that I won't melt away And I'll see your face again
Odessa, how strong am I? Odessa, how time goes by
Fourteenth of February, eighteen ninety nine The British ship Veronica was lost without a sign
Ode To The Little Brown Shack Out Back Composer(s): Billy Edd Wheeler Performer(s): Billy Edd Wheeler
They past an ordinance in the town Said we'd have to tear it down That little brown shack out back so dear to me Though the health department said It's day was over and dead It will stand forever in my memory
Don't let 'em tear that little brown building down Don't let 'em tear that little brown building down Don't let 'em tear that little brown building down There's not another like it in the country or the town
It was not too long ago That I went tripping through the snow Out to that house behind my old hound dog Where I'd sit me down to rest Like a snow bird on her nest And read the Sears and Roebuck catalog
I would hum a happy tune Peeping through the quarter moon Just like my Pappy's kin had done before It was in that quiet pot Daily cares could be forgot And it gave the same relief to rich and poor
It was not a castle fair I could build my future there Build castles to the yellow jacket's drone I could orbit round the sun Fight with General Washington Or be a king upon his own throne
It wasn't fancy built at all Had newspapers on the wall It was air conditioned in the wintertime It was just a humble hut But it's door was never shut And a man could get inside without a dime
Ode To Liberty Composer(s): Jimmy Bain; Phil Lynott Performer(s): Phil Lynott
The dream was not a vision Or some preminition like we were told It was no figment of the imagination To prove that we could be bought or sold The doctor of the dimond run Could be revealed to the intelligent But this is what I resent Who cares for the ignorent, the intelligent The synics approach was mean Who cares for anything in this whole wide world except me And this opinion must not confuse the issue My appearence, my condition Or state of delivery I am stating the obvious This is a protest There must me a collusion This is no Shakespearean speach This is a statement Made by one who can not practice what he preaches The statue of liberty Has engraved on it's wall Give me your poor, give me your needy Give me them all We need something like this For this world to coexist It would be so easy To act so pretencious To act as if it was hypocracy To act condecending When in fact it's the world we're mending And that's why I can't relax Cause inside my coat it's a pistol that I pack We must beware of a suprise neuclear attack We must be ready to strike back I'm not pretending Our defense needs clearly mending We must leave those standing Forget the third world is ending Is starving, Is crying Is desolate, Is oh so late I would dearly love to return Through a mirror in twenty years And learn what the future has in store for us And if I learned that we lost And there was no hope For those that fight I would turn to drink And drink is drugs And drugs would help me sink And like of boat, I float I sail out to the sky To the universe and back Maybe to give it another try I don't know why, why Jack Just to confirm our Father Just to learn, just to heal us
Odds And Ends (Bits And Pieces) Composer(s): Harlan Howard Performer(s): Jody Miller
A photograph that's signed with love Your lipstick and a tiny glove Why did you leave so many things To tear at my heart strings
I made a shamble of our love That was our king by god above I broke your heart and now I pay With memories night and day
Odds and ends, bits and pieces Of an old love affair Old love letterers, and some flowers That you wore in your hair Odds and ends, bits and pieces Of those happy by gone years Odds and ends that keep tugging at my tears
Odara Composer(s): Caetano Veloso Performer(s): Caetano Veloso; and various other artists
Deixe eu dançar Pro meu corpo ficar odara Minha cuca ficar odara Deixe eu cantar Que é pro mundo ficar odara Pra ficar tudo jóia rara Qualquer coisa que se sonhara Canto e danço que dará
Con el último suspiro de las olas dieron las doce de un octubre azul y tu sonrisa viajera por mis venas abrió las puertas del nacido amor y allí volvieron enero y la alegría de aquella tarde en el país del sol Y habrá en alguna calle un beso deshojado una palabra al viento que grita nuestro amor, amor, amor y en el espacio abierto de las manos tendré el amor hablándome de vos
Octopus's Garden Composer(s): Ringo Starr Performer(s): The Beatles; and various other artists
I'd like to be under the sea In an octopus' garden in the shade He'd let us in, knows where we've been In his octopus' garden in the shade
I'd ask my friends to come and see An octopus' garden with me I'd like to be under the sea In an octopus' garden in the shade
We would be warm below the storm In our little hideaway beneath the waves Resting our head on the sea bed In an octopus' garden near a cave
We would sing and dance around because we know we can't be found I'd like to be under the sea In an octopus' garden in the shade
We would shout and swim about The coral that lies beneath the waves (Lies beneath the ocean waves) Oh what joy for every girl and boy Knowing they're happy and they're safe (Happy and they're safe)
We would be so happy you and me No one there to tell us what to do I'd like to be under the sea In an octopus' garden with you
