Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Middle Age Crazy Composer(s): Sonny Throckmorton Performer(s): Tom Jones and various other artists
Today he traded his '98 Oldsmobile He got a heck of a deal on a new Porsche car He isn't wearing his usual gray business suits He's got jeans and high boots with an embroidered star
'Cause today he's 40 years old, going on 20 But don't look for the gray in his hair 'Cause he ain't got any He's got a young thing beside him That just melts in his hands And he's middle aged crazy Trying to prove he still can
He's got a woman he's loved for a long, long time at home But the thrill is all gone, when they turn down the lights And today he's 40 years old, going on 20 And don't look for the gray in his hair 'Cause he ain't got any
And that young thing beside him, you know she understands He's just middle aged crazy Trying to prove he still can Yes, he's middle aged crazy Trying to prove he still can
Operator (That's Not The Way It Feels) Composer(s): Jim Croce Performer(s): Jim Croce; Rodney Crowell; Toby Lightman
Operator oh could you help me place this call You see the number on the matchbook is old and faded She's living in L.A. With my best old ex-friend Ray A guy she said she knew well and sometimes hated
Chorus:
Isn't that the way they say it goes But let's forget all that Give me the number if you can find it So I can call just to tell them I'm fine and to show I've overcome the blow I've learned to take it well I only wish my words could just convince myself That it just wasn't real But that's not the way it feels
Operator oh could you help me place this call Cause I can't read the number that you just gave me There's something in my eye's You know it happens every time I think about the love that I thought would save me
(Repeat Chorus)
Operator let's forget about this call There's no one there I really wanted to talk you Thank you for your time Oh you've been so much more than kind And you can keep the dime
Mickey's Monkey Composer(s): Lamont Dozier; Brian Holland; Eddie Holland Originally performed by: Smokey Robinson & The Miracles
All right, is everybody ready? All right, now here we go.. A-one a-two a-one-two-three
Lum-de-lum-de-la Lum-de-lum-de-la Oh.. All right.. Yeah..
Well this cat named Mickey came from out of town yeah He was spreadin' a new dance all around In just a matter of a few days yeah His dance became the new teenage craze now When the people see him dancin' they begin to sing To see this cat do that monkey thing now It's really something to see This cat named Mickey doin' that monkey Come on, let's do Mickey's Monkey children Yeah let's do Mickey's Monkey children
Lum-de-lum-de-la Oh, lum-de-lum-de-la
Lum-de-lum-de-la Lum-de-lum-de-la Oh..
Monkey see monkey do Come on you can do the monkey too Come on they're doin' Mickey's Monkey children Yeah they're doin' Mickey's Monkey children
Lum-de-lum-de-la Yeah Lum-de-lum-de-la Do the monkey Mickey's Monkey Oh do the Monkey Mickey's Monkey One more time Lum-de-lum-de-la ...
Categorie:Eng. Songs Tags:Smokey Robinson & The Miracles
Operator Composer(s): William Spivery Performer(s): The Manhattan Transfer
Operator, give me informationnnn Information, give me loooooooong distance Long distaaaance, give me heeeeaaaaaaaven...
(Two, three) Oh, operator, information Give me Jesus on the line Oooohhhh, operator, information I'd like to speak to a friend of mine
Oh, prayer is the number Faith is the exchange Heaven is the street And Jesus is his name Oh, operator, information Please give me Jesus on the line
Oooohhh, operatory information Tell me whyyyy, whooohhh yeah Operator, information Don't try to tell me What number to call My mother used this number When I was very small And every time she dialed it She always got a call Operator information Please, ah, give me Jesus on the liiiiinnne
Whoooa, Yeeeaah Operator, information Pleeeaaase hurry if you can Oh, operator, information Please connect me with the maaan Ohh, don't worry 'bout the money I will pay the charge Just get me up on the line I'm callin' from my heart Operator, information Please give me Jesus on the line
Pleeeaaaase, give me Jesus on the line Pleeeaaaase, give me Jesuson the liiiiiiiinnnneee
Operator Composer(s): Ron McKernan Performer(s): Grateful Dead
Operator, can you help me Help me if you please Give me the right area code And the number that I need My rider left upon the midnight flyer Singing like a summer breeze
I think she's somewhere down south Down about Baton Rouge But I just can't remember no number A number I can use Directory don't have it, Central done forgot it Got to find a number to use
Trying to check out her number Trying to run down her line Operator said that's privileged information And it ain't no business of mine It's flooding down in Texas, the poles are down in Utah Got to find a private line
She could be hanging round a steel mill Working in a house of blue light Riding a getaway bus out of Portland Talking to the night I don't know where she's going, I don't care where she's been Long as she's been doing it right Long as she's been doing it right
J'ai un Mickey Maousse Un gourdin dans sa housse Et quand tu le secousses Il mousse J'ai un Mickey Maousse Une espèce de pousse De bambou dans sa brousse Qui pousse
J'ai un Mickey Maousse Un gourdin dans sa housse Et quand tu le secousses Il mousse J'ai un Mickey Maousse De quatre pieds six pouces Qui fiche aux blondes aux rousses La frousse
J'ai un Mickey Maousse Un gourdin dans sa housse Et quand tu le secousses Il mousse J'ai un Mickey Maousse Une paire de pamplemousses En avant toutes et tous Je pousse
Joã Alegre: Telegrama Do Alabama Pro senhor Max Overseas Ai, meu Deus do céu Me sinto tão feliz
Teresinha: Chegou a confirmação Da United coisa e tal Que nos passa a concessão Para o náilon tropical
Max: Então nós vamos exportar Em São Paulo um fabricão
Teresinha: Depois vamos exportar Fio de náilon pro Japão
Max: Sei que o náilon tem valor Mas comça a me enjoar Tive idéia bem melhor Nós vamos ramificar
Teresinha: Já ramifiquei,ha ha Fiz acordo com a Shell Coca-Cola, RCA E vai ser sopa no mel
Coro: Que beleza Que riqueza Tá chovendo Da matriz Ai, meu Deus do céu Me sitno tão feliz
Max: Que tal juntarmos Esses capitais Pra abrir um banco Em Minas Gerais
Teresinha: Que brilhante idéia, meu amor Que plano original Com fundos no exterior Você fundar Um banco nacional
Capangas: E eu que já fui De Max: pobre marginal Sem documento E sem moral Hei de ser um bom profissional Vou ser quase um doutor Contínuo da senhora E do senhor Bancário ou contador
Coro: Que sucesso O progresso Corta o mal Pela raiz Ai, meu Deus do céu Me sinto tão feliz
Chaves: Irmão Nem começar eu sei Receio te inibir
Max: Tua vontade é lei É falar É mandar É exigir
Chaves: É que Num mundo tão cruel Cheio de inveja e fel Não lhe fará mal Ter à mão Proteção Policial Quer os meus préstimos?
Max: Eu acho ótimo
Barrabás: Serve um acólito? (auxiliar de Chaves)
Max: Também vou te empregar
Lúcia: Eu não Tenho com quem deixar Meu filho que já vem
Max: Barrabás é um par Exemplar Quer casar
Barrabás: E adoro neném
Coro: Maravilha Que família Dois pombinhos E um petiz Ai, meu Deus do céu Me sinto tão feliz
Vitória: Só tenho um único Breve reparo A tão preclaro Genro viril É o esquecimento Do sacramento Afinal Se casou Só no civil Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Só no civil Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Só no civil
Max: Mas nesse ínterim Mudei de crença Já peço a benção No santo altar
Vitória: Que maravilha Não perco a filha E um verão Bonitão Eu vou ganhar Ah ah ah Ah ah ah Eu vou ganhar Ah ah ah Ah ah ah Eu vou ganhar
Duran: Minha filha eu desejo pedir teu perdão
Teresinha: Oh, meu pai, isso é bom demais! Finalmente! Até que enfim!
Duran: Não sei como fui pra você tão durão Tão mandão, tão sem coração Tão malvado assim
Max: Meu sogro, o senhor não sabe Quanta alegria Me dá, ao dizer que já se juntou Aos nossos
Duran: Só Deus sabe há quanto tempo Eu tanto queria Poder apertar esses ossos
Coro: Que alegria Quem diria Como os grandes São gentis Ai, meu Deus do céu Me sinto tão feliz
Duran: Não quero ser Nas suas costas um fardo Porém, talvez Eu necessite um resguardo
Max: Tua intiuição Tão tradicional Vai ter um padrão Moderno Critão e ocidental
Funcionárias: Vamos participar De Duran: Dessa evolução Vamos todas entrar Na linha de produção Vamos abandonar O sexo artesanal Vamos todas amar Em escala industrial
Todos: O sol nasceu No mar de Copacabana Pra quem viveu Só de café e banana Tem gilete, Kibon Lanchonete, Neon Petróleo Cinemascope, sapólio Ban-lon Shampoo, tevê Cigarros longos e finos Blindex fumê Já tem Napalm e Kolinos Tem cassete e rai-ban Camionete e sedan Que sonho Corcel, Brasília, plutônio Shazam Que orgia Que energia Reina a paz No meu país Ai, meu Deus do céu Me sinto tão feliz
Mickey Composer(s): Nicky Chinn Performer(s): Toni Basil
Oh, Mickey, you're so fine You're so fine you blow my mind Hey, Mickey Hey, Mickey
Oh, Mickey, you're so fine You're so fine you blow my mind Hey, Mickey Hey, Mickey
Oh, Mickey, you're so fine You're so fine you blow my mind Hey, Mickey
Hey, Mickey You've been around all night And that's a little long You think you've got the right But I think you've got it wrong Why can't you say goodnight So you can take me home, Mickey
'Cause when you say you will It always means you won't You're givin' me the chills, baby Please, baby don't Every night you still leave me alone, Mickey
Oh, Mickey, what a pity You don't understand You take me by the heart When you take me by the hand Oh, Mickey, you're so pretty Can't you understand It's guys like you, Mickey Oh, what you do, Mickey, do, Mickey Don't break my heart, Mickey
Hey, Mickey
Now when you take me by the hooves Who's ever gonna know And every time you move I let a little more show There's something you can use Wo don't say no, Mickey
So come on and give it to me anyway you can Anyway you want to do it I'll take it like a man Oh, please baby, please Don't leave me in the damn, Mickey
Oh, Mickey, what a pity You don't understand You take me by the heart When you take me by the hand Oh, Mickey, you're so pretty Can't you understand It's guys like you, Mickey Oh, what you do, Mickey, do, Mickey Don't break my heart, Mickey
Oh, Mickey, you're so fine You're so fine, you blow my mind Hey, Mickey, hey, Mickey Oh, Mickey, you're so fine You're so fine, you blow my mind Hey, Mickey, hey, Mickey Oh, Mickey, you're so fine You're so fine, you blow my mind Hey, Mickey
Oh, Mickey, what a pity You don't understand You take me by the heart When you take me by the hand Oh, Mickey, you're so pretty Can't you understand It's guys like you, Mickey Oh, what you do, Mickey, do, Mickey Don't break my heart, Mickey
Oh, Mickey, what a pity You don't understand You take me by the heart When you take me by the hand Oh, Mickey, you're so pretty Can't you understand It's guys like you, Mickey Oh, what you do, Mickey, do, Mickey Don't break my heart, Mickey
Oh, Mickey, what a pity You don't understand You take me by the heart When you take me by the hand Oh, Mickey, you're so pretty Can't you understand It's guys like you, Mickey Oh, what you do, Mickey, do, Mickey Don't break my heart, Mickey
Mickey Composer(s): Neil Moret; Harry Williams Performer(s): Jackie Gleason
Oh! what a shame they gave you the name of Mickey Where is the rose that grows in repose like you Lucky the birds and the bees you'd meet
Lucky the moss and the violet sweet When they were trod by your bare little feet There in the morning dew
How can you blame me when I pine Dearie, to change your name to mine
Mickey, pretty Mickey, with your hair of raven hue In your smiling so beguiling There's a bit of Killarney, bit of the Blarney, too Childhood in the wildwood Like a mountain flow'r you grew
Pretty Mickey, pretty Mickey Can you blame anyone for falling in love with you
You had a friend that used to defend and love you He was a dog, a mutt of a dog, it's true He used to follow you ev'rywhere Look in your eyes with a lovable stare
He was a lucky old dog to be there And he believed it too This is a promise true from me "I'll be as faithful to you, as he"
Mickey, pretty Mickey, with your hair of raven hue In your smiling so beguiling There's a bit of Killarney, bit of the Blarney, too Childhood in the wildwood Like a mountain flow'r you grew
Pretty Mickey, pretty Mickey Can you blame anyone for falling in love with you
Open Up Your Heart And Let The Sunshine In Composer(s): Stuart Hamblen Performer(s): Rosemary Clooney; and various other artists
Mommy told me something a little girl should know It's all about the Devil and I've learned to hate him so She says he causes trouble when you let him in the room He will never ever leave you if your heart is filled with gloom
So, let the sun shine in, face it with a grin Smilers never lose and frowners never win So, let the sun shine in, face it with a grin Open up your heart and let the sun shine in
When you are unhappy, the Devil wears a grin But oh, he starts a-running when the light comes pouring in I know he'll be unhappy 'cause I'll never wear a frown Maybe if we keep on smiling he'll get tired of hangin' around
So, let the sun shine in, face it with a grin Smilers never lose and frowners never win So, let the sun shine in, face it with a grin Open up your heart and let the sun shine in
If I forget to say my prayers the Devil jumps with glee But he feels so awful, awful, when he sees me on my knees So if you're full of trouble and you never seem to win Just open up your heart and let the sun shine in
So, let the sun shine in, face it with a grin Smilers never lose and frowners never win So, let the sun shine in, face it with a grin Open up your heart and let the sun shine in
Michelle French Title: Michèle Composer(s): John Lennon; Paul McCartney Performer(s): The Beatles
Michelle, ma belle These are words that go together well My Michelle Michelle, ma belle Sont les mots qui vont tres bien ensemble Très bien ensemble I love you, I love you, I love you That's all I want to say Until I find a way I will say the only words I know that you'll understand
Michelle, ma belle Sont les mots qui vont très bien ensemble Très bien ensemble I need to, I need to, I need to I need to make you see Oh, what you mean to me Until I do, I'm hoping you will know what I mean I love you ...
I want you, I want you, I want you I think you know by now I'll get to you somehow Until I do, I'm telling you so you'll understand Michelle, ma belle Sont les mots qui vont très bien ensemble Très bien ensemble And I will say the only words I know that you'll understand My Michelle
Open The Door, Richard Composer(s): Jack McVea; Dan Howell; Clinton "Dusty" Fletcher; John Mason Performer(s): Count Basie; and various other artists
We was at the club tonight Ol' Richard went home early He's got the key to the house I'm gonna knock on the door, see if I kin get in
(Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat)
Open the door, Richard!! Ya see, Richard sleeps in the back room It's kinda hard to hear Maybe I better knock a little louder
(Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat)
Open the door, Richard!! I don't think Richard heard me yet Knock one more time Let's see what's gonna happen
(Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat)
Richard, open the door, please
Open the door, Richard Open the door and let me in Open the door, Richard Richard, why don't you open that door?
Richard, open the door, man-it's co-hold out here'n this air Now look! There's that old woman 'cross the street lookin' out the windah (Who's that, Widow Sweet?) That must be her sister, I guess She wants to make sure this is me She's tryin' to find out what's happenin' Yes, it's me and I'm late again! (Did you hear what the lady's sayin'?) No, what is she sayin'? (She said you sure look common out here'n the street) Common? Man, I got class I ain't never used yet I'm gonna knock again Richard's got to get up
(Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat)
Open the door, Richard!! Man, you got a key to the house? (No, I don't have a key I don't have a key) Somebody's got to get in the house We can't climb in the transit (Oh, I know he's in there) How you know he's in there? (I can hear him breathin') Ooooh, let's try it one more time!
(Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat)
Richard, open that door, man Maybe Richard's gone
(Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat)
Open the door, Richard Open the door and let me in Open the door, Richard Richard, why don't you open that door?
I know he's in there (How you know he's in there?) Why, you got on the suit I know I got on the only suit Ain't got but one suit between us That's the reason why I don't like to rooooom with nobody
Now Is The Time
Composer(s): Grace Slick
Performer(s): Jefferson Airplane
Desire--The feeling so clear It sings in everything you hear Desire--The feeling you never lose It's always something new And it's waiting for you to follow through
We all have a song, life is the dance And right or wrong we will all take the chance
Now is the time, the time is right We've got no reason to wait let's do it tonight This is the night, tonight is the time Bring the dream to life and let it shine
Desire--Follows and leads the way Like night follows day Desire--It's right before your eyes No quesitons no surprise It's been waiting so long for you to decide
We all have a song, life is the dance And right or wrong we will all take the chance
Now is the time, time is right We've got no reason to wait let's do it tonight This is the night, tonight is the time Bring the dream to life and let it shine
All the fantasies we keep inside We'd love to live it but we don't know how Too late for yesterday, too early for tomorrow That means it's gotta be now
We all have a song, life is the dance And right or wrong we will all take the chance
Now is the time, time is right We've got no reason to wait let's do it tonight This is the night, tonight is the time Bring the dream to life and let it shine
This is the song, now is the time Alone the love is gone, together it's yours and mine This is the night, this is the song Feel the love again it's where we belong
Michelle Composer(s): Allen Collins; Ronnie Van Zant Performer(s): Lynyrd Skynyrd
Michelle, little girl I need you baby more than the air I breathe My love for you grows stronger babe My words you must believe Well I need to see you laugh again and I want to see you smile Michelle, little girl I love you baby you're my only child
Michelle, little girl the pain for you is hurting me inside At night I think of you sometimes I lean my head and cry I need to see you laugh again and I want to see you smile Michelle, little girl I love you baby you're my only child
Michelle, little girl I need you baby more than the air I breathe My love for you grows stronger babe My words you must believe Well I need to see you laugh again and I want to see you smile Michelle, little girl I love you baby you're my only child
Open My Eyes Composer(s): Todd Rundgren Performer(s): The Nazz; and various other artists
Underneath your gaze I was found in The haze I'm wandering around in I am lost in the dark of my own room And I can't see a thing but the fire in your eyes Clear my eyes, make me wise Or is all I believe in lies I really don't know when or where to go And I can't see a thing 'til you open my eyes I've been told by some you'll forget me The thought doesn't upset me I am blind to whatever they're saying And all I can see is the fire in your eyes Can't believe that it's on your mind To leave me behind
Michèle English Title: Michelle Composer(s): John Lennon; Paul McCartney Performer(s): Robert Demontigny
Michèle, Michèle Toi et moi on est si bien ensemble Oh Michèle Michèle ma belle Sont les mots qui vont très bien ensemble I love you, I love you, I love you Et toute la journée Je ne pense qu'à toi En attendant l'heure où chaque jour Tu viens me chercher Michèle ma belle Sont les mots qui vont très bien ensemble, très bien ensemble I need you, I need you, I need you J'ai tant besoin de toi Je n'ai que ces mots-là Pour te faire comprendre Tout ce que j'ai en moi, oh Michèle I want you, I want you, I want you Je ne pense qu'à toi Pourtant les gens m'ont dit De me méfier de toi Car tu n'es pas ce que je crois Michèle, Michèle Toi et moi on est si bien ensemble Oh Michèle I will say the only words I know That you understand my Michèle
Open Arms Composer(s): Steve Perry; Jonathan Cain Performer(s): Journey; and various other artists
Lying beside you, here in the dark Feeling your heartbeat with mine Softly you whisper, you're so sincere How could our love be so blind We sailed on together We drifted apart And here you are, by my side
So now I come to you with open arms Nothing to hide, believe what I say So here I am, with open arms Hoping you'll see what your love means to me Open arms
Living without you, living alone This empty house seems so cold Wanting to hold you Wanting you near How much I wanted you home
But now that you've come back Turned night into day I need you to stay
So now I come to you with open arms Nothing to hide, believe what I say So here I am, with open arms Hoping you'll see what your love means to me Open arms
Michèle Composer(s): Didier Barbelivien; M. Cywie Originally performed by: Gérard Lenorman
Tu avais à peine quinze ans Tes cheveux portaient des rubans Tu habitais tout près Du Grand Palais Je t'appelais le matin Et ensemble on prenait le train Pour aller, au lycée Michèle, assis près de toi Moi j'attendais la récré Pour aller au café Boire un chocolat Et puis t'embrasser
Un jour tu as eu dix-sept ans Tes cheveux volaient dans le vent Et souvent tu chantais Oh! Yesterday! Les jeudis après-midi On allait au cinéma gris Voir les films, de Marilyn Michèle, un soir en décembre La neige tombait sur les toits Nous étions toi et moi Endormis ensemble Pour la première fois
Le temps a passé doucement Et déchu le Prince Charmant Qui t'offrait des voyages Dans ses nuages On m'a dit que tu t'es mariée En avril au printemps dernier Que tu vis, à Paris
Michèle, c'est bien loin tout ça Les rues, les cafés joyeux Mêmes les trains de banlieue Se moquent de toi, se moquent de moi Michèle, c'est bien loin tout ça Les rues, les cafés joyeux Mêmes les trains de banlieue Se moquent de toi, se moquent de moi.... Se moquent de moi!
