Lucille
Composer(s): Roger Bowling - Hal Bynum
First release by: Kenny Rogers - 1977
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1979 - Lásko, Mne Ubývá Sil (Pavel Bobek)
1984 - Pourquoi M'laisses-Tu Pas Tranquille, Lucille? (Eddy Mitchell)



In a bar in Toledo across the depot
On a barstool she took off her ring
I thought I'd get closer
So I walked on over
I sat down and ask her name
When the drink finally hit her
She said I'm no quitter
But I finally quit living on drinks
I'm hungry for laughter
And here ever after

In the mirror I saw him
I closely watch him
I thought how he looked out of place
He came to the woman
Sat down beside me
He had a strange look on his face
The big hands are callous
He looked like a mountain
From a minute I thought I was dead
But he started shaking
But his big heart was breaking

You picked the fine time to leave me, Lucille
Four hungry children and a crop in the field
I've had some bad time
Live thru' some sad times
But this time the hurting won't heal
You pick the fine time to leave me, Lucille

After he left her
I ordered some whisky
I thought how she made hime look small
From thee lights of the barroom
To rented hotel room
We walked without talking at all
She was a beauty
But when she came to me
She must have thought I lose my mind
I couldn't hold her
The words that he told her
The words that he told her
Kept coming back time after time

Money And Fame
Composer(s): Matthias Jabs; Herman Rarebell
Performer(s): Scorpions



You know nothing about loving
You lost somewhere down the line
You know nothing about giving
You should draw the line

You keep looking out for something
Something you're never gonna find
When will, will you show your feelings
You will lose your mind

Who's to blame my love
You play a dangerous game
Who's to blame my love
All you want is money and fame

You play, play with emotions
You need, need a stepping stone
You're out, out for sensations
Don't you, don't you feel alone

Who's to blame my love
You play a dangerous game
Who's to blame my love
All you want is money and fame 

Gilligan's Island
Composer(s): Sherwood Schwartz; George Wyle
Performer(s): Manic Hispanic;
and various other artists



Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale
A tale of a fateful trip 
That started from this tropic port 
Aboard this tiny ship
The mate was a mighty sailing man
The skipper brave and sure
Five passengers set sail that day 
For a three hour tour, a three hour tour
The weather started getting rough
The tiny ship was tossed
If not for the courage of the fearless crew 
The minnow would be lost, the minnow would be lost
The ship set ground on the shore of this uncharted desert isle 
With Gilligan 
The Skipper too
The millionaire and his wife
The movie star 
The professor and Mary Ann
Here on Gilligan's Isle
So this is the tale of the castaways
They're here for a long, long time
They'll have to make the best of things
It's an uphill climb
The first mate and the Skipper too
Will do their very best
To make the others comfortable
In the tropic island nest
No phone, no lights no motor cars
Not a single luxury
Like Robinson Crusoe
As primative as can be
So join us here each week my friends
You're sure to get a smile
From seven stranded castaways
Here on "Gilligan's Isle"

Lucifer Sam
Composer(s): Syd Barrett
First release by: Pink Floyd - 1967
Covered by multiple other artists



Lucifer Sam, Siam cat
Always sitting by your side
Always by your side
That cat's something I can't explain

Ginger, ginger you're a witch
You're the left side
He's the right side
Oh, no!
That cat's something I can't explain

Lucifer go to sea
Be a hip cat, be a ship's cat
Somewhere, anywhere
That cat's something I can't explain

At night prowling sifting sand
Hiding around on the ground
He'll be found when you're around
That cat's something I can't explain

Money (That's What I Want) 
French Title: Pas De Chance
Composer(s): Janie Bradford; Berry Gordy Jr.
Originally performed by: Barrett Strong
Covered by various other artists



The best things in life are free 
But you can keep them for the birds and bees 
Now give me money 
That's what I want 
That's what I want, yeah 
That's what I want 

You're loving' gives me a thrill 
But you're loving' don't pay my bills 
Now give me money 
That's what I want 
That's what I want, yeah 
That's what I want 

Money don't get everything it's true 
What it don't get, I can't use 
Now give me money 
That's what I want 
That's what I want, yeah 
That's what I want, wah 

Money don't get everything it's true 
What it don't get, I can't use 
Now give me money 
That's what I want 
That's what I want, yeah 
That's what I want 

Well now give me money 
Ow, money 
Wow, yeah, I wanna be free 
Oh I want money 
That's what I want 
That's what I want, well 
Now give me money 
ow, money 
Wow, yeah, you need money 
now, give me money 
That's what I want, yeah 
That's what I want, yeah 

G.I. Jo
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg;
Jean-Claude Brialy; Anna Karina



G.I. Jo
Tu vas mourir sous le drapeau américain
G.I. Jo
Tous les rockets auront ta peau américaine
Combien d'étoiles sur ce drapeau
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
Combien d'étoiles pour le héros
Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, zero

G.I. Jo
Wonder Woman pleure le héros américain
G.I. Jo
Tu vas mourir, grille une dernière américaine
Combien d'étoiles sur ce maillot
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
Combien d'étoiles sur le héros
Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, zero

Lucifer
((Adapted from: Crucified (Army of Lovers) - 1991))
Composer(s): Alexander Bard - Jean-Pierre Barda - Anders Wollbeck - Mary Boduin - Liliane Saint-Pierre
Performer(s): Liliane Saint-Pierre - 1997



Weg Lucifer 
Lucifer, verlaat de aarde
Neem al het kwade
Weer met je mee

't Is donker op de aarde
Je schaduw waart rond
Met wel duizend zwaarden
En geen mens zegt stop
De onschuld gaat tenonder
En gaat haar martelgang
We wachten op een wonder
We wachten al zo lang

Het onrecht tiert welig
Een witte mars trekt op
Het recht is overspelig
En hinkelt achterop
De liefde lijkt verloren
Nog voordat ze begon
Ze was als dood geboren
En satan overwon

Weg Lucifer 
Lucifer, verlaat de aarde
Neem al het kwade 
Weer met je mee

Weg Lucifer 
Lucifer, verdwijn in het donker
Diep in spelonken
Of vlammenzee

En miljoenen jaren
Glijden door je hand
Die hele mensenschare
Wacht op het beloofde land
't Vertrouwen is geschonden
We leven zo alleen
We kunnen enkel bidden
Heer, help ons hier doorheen
Heer, help ons hier doorheen
Heer, help ons hier doorheen

Weg Lucifer 
Lucifer, verlaat de aarde
Neem al het kwade 
Weer met je mee

Weg Lucifer 
Lucifer, verdwijn in het donker
Diep in spelonken
Of vlammenzee

We kunnen enkel bidden
Heer, help ons hier doorheen

Weg Lucifer 
Lucifer, verlaat de aarde
Neem al het kwade 
Weer met je mee

Weg Lucifer 
Lucifer, verdwijn in het donker
Diep in spelonken
Of vlammenzee

Weg Lucifer 
Lucifer, verlaat de aarde
Neem al het kwade 
Weer met je mee

Weg Lucifer 
Lucifer, verdwijn in het donker
Diep in spelonken
Of vlammenzee

Money
Composer(s): Ian Burden; Philip Oakey; Jim Russell
Performer(s): The Human League



Make your mind up 
Who's going to think for you?
When the time comes
You'll have to see it through
Use your instinct
And take a risk or two
Don't you worry
'Cause you'll know what to do
You can give so
Much to me
But I don't want it
I will be free
For the last time
I'm going out the door
You don't need me
To help you anymore
Eyes wide open
I see it's different now
Keep your comfort
I'll get along somehow
You can have my money
I don't need it anymore
I don't need your invitation
Down that lonesome corridor
Breakdown
You can have my money
I don't need it anymore
I don't need your invitation
Down that lonesome corridor
Nothing good comes easily
Count the cost, I will be free
You can scream and disagree
I don't want it - I will be free
You can have my money
I don't need it anymore
I don't need your invitation
Down that lonesome corridor
Nothing good comes easily
Count the cost, I will be free
You can scream and disagree
I don't want it - I will be free 

Gigolette
Composer(s): M. Eddy;
Franz Léhar; José Ferreo
Performer(s): Lucienne Boyer



Lorsque la nuit s'épanouit
Mystérieusement comme une fleur funèbre
Le dernier bruit s'évanouit
Et la ville s'endort dans le xx des lèvres
Il c'est alors que dans l'ombre qui les protège
Et tout xxxxxx parlant tout bas
L'attaché xxxxx sous le ciel lourd de neige
Cachant au ras des murs leur étrange manège

Et le beau gars serrant dans ses bras
Sa gigolette, sa gigolette
Lui sourit et tendre lui dit :
Ma gigolette, ma gigolette
J'te f'rai jamais gagner l'gros lot
Mais quand fortune tape au rideau
Les rupins coquins s'amenaient toujours
Ça c'est la vraie amour

Sur le boulevard, il se fait tard
Et le bourgeois craintif se rend vers sa demeure
Un jeune fêtard, au teint blafard
S'avance en frissonnant sous la bise qui pleure
Et c'est alors que dans l'ombre qui le protège
Et tout xxxxxxx on n'entend pas
Brusquement la xxxxx se jette sur le gibier pris au piège
Un cri d'angoisse, un râle et du sang sur la terre

Et le beau gars serrant dans ses bras
Sa gigolette, sa gigolette
Lui sourit et tendre lui dit 
Ma gigolette, ma gigolette
Je viens de décrocher le gros lot
Mais ta vraie fortune c'est Julot
Les rupins peuvent bien s'amener toujours
Rien ne vaut la vraie amour

Crucified
((Dutch version: Lucifer (Liliane Saint-Pierre) - 1997))
Composer(s): Alexander Bard - Jean-Pierre Barda - Anders Wollbeck
First release by: Army of Lovers - 1991



I'm crucified
Crucified like my savior
Saintlike behavior
A lifetime I prayed

I'm crucified
For the holy dimension
Godlike ascension
Heavens away

I've seen the deepest darkness
And wrestled with gods
Ride the noble harness
Raining cats and dogs
I stand before my maker
Like moses on the hill
My guinness record baker
I abide your will

The first of reciters
I saw eternal light
Best of vocal fighters
Beyond human sight
Where thorns are a teaser
I've played a double jeux
Yherushalaim at easter
I cry I pray mon dieu
I cry I pray mon dieu

I'm crucified
Crucified like my savior
Saintlike behavior
A lifetime I prayed

I'm crucified
For the holy dimension
Godlike ascension
Heavens away

Prophets I've been reading
Stories I've been told
Before I end my breathing
I travel in the soul
Where thorns are a teaser
I've played a double jeux
Yherushalaim at easter
I cry I pray mon dieu
I cry I pray mon dieu
I cry I pray mon dieu
Adieu mon dieu

I'm crucified
Crucified like my savior
Saintlike behavior
A lifetime I prayed

I'm crucified
For the holy dimension
Godlike ascension
Heavens away

I'm crucified
Crucified like my savior
Saintlike behavior
A lifetime I prayed

I'm crucified
For the holy dimension
Godlike ascension
Heavens away

Money
Composer(s): Roger Waters
Originally performed by: Pink Floyd
Covered by various other artists



Money, get away
Get a good job with good pay and you're okay
Money, it's a gas
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash
New car, caviar, four star daydream,
Think I'll buy me a football team 

Money, get back
I'm all right Jack keep your hands off of my stack
Money, it's a hit
Don't give me that do goody good bullshit
I'm in the high-fidelity first class traveling set
And I think I need a Lear jet 

Money, it's a crime
Share it fairly but don't take a slice of my pie
Money, so they say
Is the root of all evil today
But if you ask for a raise it's no surprise
That they're giving none away

"HuHuh! I was in the right!"
"Yes, absolutely in the right!"
"I certainly was in the right!"
"You was definitely in the right
That geezer was cruising for a bruising!"
"Yeah!"
"Why does anyone do anything?"
"I don't know, I was really drunk at the time!"
"I was just telling him, he couldn't get into number 2
He was asking why he wasn't coming up on freely
After I was yelling and screaming and
Telling him why he wasn't coming up on freely
It came as a heavy blow, but we sorted the matter out" 

Gigi, Der Geliebte
Titles In Other Languages: 
Gigi L'Amoroso; Koisuru Gigi
Composer(s): Chris Michaelessi; Lana Sebastian
Performer(s): Dalida



Arriva Gigi l'amoroso 
Der uns entflammt, augen wie Samt die Liebe schenken 
Gigi l'amoroso der alle rührt 
Der uns verführt, an die sünde zu denken 
Ein grosses fest fing an wenn er begann 
Zaza, Luna Caprese, O sole mio

Gigi Giuseppe 
Aber jeder nannte ihn Gigi den Geliebten 
Die Frauen waren verrückt nach ihm - alle 
Die Frau des Bäckers, die jeden dienstag den laden schloss, um 
Die frau des Notars, eine Heilige, die nie zuvor ihren Mann betrogen hatte 
und die witwe des obersten, die keinen schleier mehr trug, weil er schwarz nicht mochte 
Alle, sage ich ihnen 
Auch ich bis eines tages

Da kam fern übern teich eine miss, die war reich, die schlug ihm vor
Komm mit mir nach Hollywood 
Drüben wirst du ein star 
Wie Caruso es war So sagte sie in heisser liebesglut
Und er fiel darauf rein und er liess uns allein 
Uns brach das herz Als es an den abschied ging 
Dennoch glaubten wir gern dass nun aufging sein stern 
Gigi eroberte Amerika
Das ganze dorf sang mit, als er zum bahnhof schritt

Arriva Gigi l'amoroso 
Der uns entflammt, augen wie Samt Die Liebe schenken 
Gigi l'amoroso 
Der alle rührt Der uns verführt, an die sünde zu denken 
Und vor der menge sang er noch einmal 
Zaza, Luna Caprese, O sole mio

Viele Jahr' ist er fort ohne gruss ohne wort 
No news, das heisst good news sagt ein sprichwort ja 
Wir vermissten ihn sehr und es fiel uns so schwer
Bis wir begriffen er ist nicht mehr da
Aber oft in der nacht wenn das schweigen erwacht
Wenn unsre instrumente schon verstummt
Geht ein hauch durch den raum wie ein seufzen im traum
Da ist noch einmal seine stimme nah

Der uns entflammt, Augen wie samt, die liebe schenken 
Gigi 
Gigi? 
Bist du das dort im dunkeln? 
War wohl nichts da drüben he? 
Na und! Was verstehen die Amerikaner schon ausser Rock und Twist 
Ma Gigi, Wolltest du vielleicht Gigi l'Americano 
Invece no, Du bist Giuseppe, Fabrizio, Luca Santini du bist Neapolitaner
Hörst du? 
Horst du sie Gigi? 
Geh nicht mehr fort 
Es ist dein publikum 
Canta 
Sing Gigi sing, sing für sie, sing für mich 
Bravo, canta Gigi bravo canta canta 
Carmella, Carmella Carmella lo sai che é arrivato Gigi 
Cesarina, Cesarina scendi è arrivato Gigi da Hollywood ! 
Ma se te lo dico io che é arrivato scendi no 
Guaglione, guaglione guaglione corri va a dire a zio Gennaro 
Che é arrivato lo zio Gigi dall'America 

der uns entflammt, augen wie Samt die Liebe schenken 
Gigi l'amoroso der alle rührt 
Der uns verführt, an die sünde zu denken 
Ein grosses fest fing an wenn er begann 
Zaza, Luna Caprese, O sole mio 
Arriva Gigi l'amoroso...

Lucia
((French version: Lucie (Charles Aznavour))
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour - Davinci - Danieli 
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour



Quando Lucia per gioco
Mi bacia ovunque sta
Il viso mi va a fuoco
Non so più cosa far
Lei dice: "Ma che sciocco!"
Perché capir non può
Che razza di tempesta
C'è dentro la mia testa
Quando Lucia mi sfiora
È la felicità
E ciò è più buffo ancora
Di quando sol mi fa
Non vedo più nessuno
Non v'è che lei e me
Se lei con tenerezza
Il viso mi accarezza
Quando Lucia m'ignora
Non so più dove andare
Lei per gico ancora
La gran signora fa
Poi non resiste e ride
Da non finire più
E io mi contegno
Fingendo un grande sdegno
Quando Lucia mi lascia
La vita se ne va
E come un colpo d'ascia
Che il cuor spezzarmi sa
La sera con gli amici
Non so scherzare più
Perciò affettuiosamente
Mi trattan da demente
Forse lo ruberò, non sanno
Cue questo sogno d'or
Ha solo diciott'anni
Che un'anima ella è ancor
Un'acqua di sorgiva
Che mi rinnoda ognor
Sì quando Lucia arriva
Con lei vien qui l'amor

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Composer(s): Ross Parker
Performer(s): Frankie Carle
and various other artists



Him: 
Goodnight Jill

Her:
Goodnight Harry dear, and thanks for a wonderful day

Him:
Mmm 
It was great 
Shall I see you again?

Her:
But of course

Him:
Tell me when

Her:
Well let me look up my date book

Him:
OK 
What does it say for Monday?

Her:
Monday? 
No 
I’m seeing a film with mother

Him:
Tuesday?

Her:
Huh! 
Baby sitting with my kid brother

Him:
Well, how about Wednesday?

Her:
Mm 
‘fraid not

Him:
Thursday

Her:
Nope!

Him:
Here, throw that date book away
I’ll get you another that goes

Him: 
Monday, Tuesday Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, I love you
January, February, into March and April
Same way too
May, June and July, I never let a day go by
Without a kiss for you to remember
Just in case you go away in August or September

Her:
In October and November 
Not to mention cold December
I love you

Him:
Hmm Hmm

Her:
Though another year has gone I’m ready for the next one too

Him: 
Why 
Till then I’m blue, Honey

Him: 
Every single second, every minute, every hour, all the whole year through
Monday, Tuesday Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, I love you

Her:
Monday, Tuesday Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, I love you

Him: 
I’m listening, Honey

Her: 
January, February, into March and April

Him: 
And then?

Her: 
Same way too
May, June and July, I never let a day go by

Him: 
Why, that’s nice

Her: 
Without a kiss for you to remember
In case you go away in August or September

Him:
In October and November

Her: 
Not to mention cold December

Both: 
I love you

Her: 
Though another year has gone I’m ready for the next one too

Him:
Now that really registers, dear

Both: 
Every single second, every minute, every hour

Her: 
All the whole year through

Both: 
Monday, Tuesday Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, I love you

Gigi L'Amoroso
German & Japanese Titles: 
Gigi, Der Geliebte; Koisuru Gigi
Composer(s): Chris Michaelessi; Lana Sebastian
Performer(s): Dalida



Ya llega Gigi l'amoroso
por donde va con su mirar hace caricias
Gigi l'amoroso
conquistador y seductor repartiendo delicias
Es fiesta cada vez que canta él: Zazar, Luna caprese, O sole mio

Gigi Giuseppe pero todo el mundo le llamaba Gigi el cariñoso, traía locas a las mujeres
a todas la mujeres, a la del panadero que cerraba la tienda los martes para …
a la del notario una santa que nunca había faltado a su marido
ni con el pensamiento y la viuda del consejal que no llevaba luto 
porque no le sentaba bien el negro

A todas y a mí
hasta que un día llegó una americana perdió la Tramontana
y le propuso irse a Hollywood
porque ahí tu serás el más guapo galán
le repetía ya sin respirar
Con que gran emoción
todas en la estación
sacamos los pañuelos en el adiós y rezamos por él
por que viera también América rendida sus pies
Y cuando allá llegó a todas les gustó
Ya llega Gigi l'amoroso, por donde va con su mirar hace caricias
Gigi l'amoroso conquistador y seductor repartiendo delicias
Pues nada mas llegar ya les cantó: Zazar, Luna caprese, O sole mio
Mucho tiempo pasó desde que se marchó
No "news" son buenas "news" se llegó a decir
nuestra vida cambio la alegría se fue
vivimos solo por sobrevivir
Y a pesar de saber que está lejos de aquí
a veces nos parecer oír su voz y un suspiro también que nos llega de ahí
volando en su nostálgica canción

Conquistador y seductor con sus caricias
Gigi.
¿Gigi estas ahí escondido?
¿no te ha ido bien por allá eh?
Pero Gigi que pensabas llegar a caso a ser Gigi el americano
ma Gigi a quién se le ocurre
tú eres Guiseppe Fabrizio, Luca Santini y eres napolitano
"Corleone che a arrivato Gigi, che a arrivato Gigi dall'America"

¿Oyes, les oyes Gigi?
es tu público, no te vayas están todos aquí
han debido reconocerte en la estación
Gigi canta, canta Gigi canta para ellos
canta para mí, que no he sabido nunca mas que hablar
Venga, canta eso Gigi, eso bravo
"Carmela lo sai che a arrivato Gigi dall'America
Rosalina senti che a arrivato Gigi da Hollywood 
Te lo dico io, ma si non mi credi…

Lucie
((Italian version: Lucia (Charles Aznavour))
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour



Lorsque Lucie s'amuse
À me parler tout bas
J'ai la mine confuse
Et rougis malgré moi
Elle me dis: "tu es bête"
Car elle ne comprends pas
Ce qu'il y a dans ma tête
Que mes pensées s'arrêtent

Lorsque Lucie me frôle
J'ai le coeur en émoi
Et ça me fait tout drôle
Je ne sais pas pourquoi
Je ne vois plus personne
Il n'y qu'elle et moi
Mais elle m'impressionne
Et souvent je frissonne

Lorsque Lucie m'ignore
Je ne sais où aller
Le chagrin me dévore
J'ai envie de pleurer
Mes idées se mélangent
Elle rit sans arrêt
Moi pour donner le change
Je dis des choses étranges

Lorsque Lucie me quitte
Je reste dans mon coin
Ma vie part à sa suite
L'accompagne de loin
Mes amis, ça les choque
Ils ne comprennent rien
Ils ne sont plus d'époque
Et bêtement se moquent

Parce que j'aime une môme
Qui n'a que dix-huit ans
Parce que je suis un homme
Et qu'elle n'est qu'une enfant
Ma déception est vive
Car il ne savent pas
Que
Lorsque Lucie arrive
L'amour entre chez moi

Monday, Monday
Composer(s): John Phillips
Originally performed by: The Mamas & The Papas
Covered by various other artists



Monday, Monday
So good to me
Monday morning
It was all I hoped it would be
Oh, Monday morning
Monday morning couldn't guarantee
That Monday evening you would still
Be here with me

Monday, Monday
Can't trust that day
Monday, Monday
Sometimes it just turns out that way
Oh, Monday morning you gave me no warning
Of what was to be
Oh, Monday, Monday
How could you leave and not take me

Every other day
Every other day
Every other day of the week is fine, so fine, yeah
But whenever Monday comes
But whenever Monday comes
You can find me crying all of the time

Monday, Monday
So good to me
Monday morning
It was all I hoped it would be
But, Monday morning
Monday morning couldn't guarantee
That Monday evening you would still
Be here with me

Monday, Monday
Can't trust that day
Monday, Monday
It just turns out that way
Oh, Monday, Monday
Won't go away
Monday, Monday
It's here to stay
Oh, Monday, Monday

Gigi L'Amoroso
German & Japanese Titles: 
Gigi, Der Geliebte; Koisuru Gigi
Composer(s): Chris Michaelessi; Lana Sebastian
Performer(s): Dalida



Son tornata tra voi per cantarla anche a voi 
La storia di un sobborgo di Napoli 
Loro che insieme a me a suonare e cantar 
Per i turisti ai tavoli del caffè 
Giorgio al chitarra, Sandro al mandolino 
Io che ballavo al ritmo del tamburello 
Ma la gente era li solo per ascoltar 
Lui che faceva battere ogni cuor 
E tuffi al suo apparir gridavano cosi 

Arriva Gigi l'amoroso 
Il rabacuori gli occhi neri da insolente 
Gigi l 'amoroso 
Il vincitore seuza cuor ma cosi affascinante 
Che festa grande è starlo ad ascoltar 
Zaza, Luna Caprese, O sole mio 

Gigi Giuseppe... 
Ma tutti lo chiamavano Gigi l'amore 
E le donne erano pazze di lui, tutte 
La moglie del Pizzaiolo che ogni martedi chiudeva la bottega per andare a 
La moglie del Notaio che era una santa e che non aveva mai 
Tradito suo marito prima 
E la vedeva del Maresciallo, la vedova del Maresciallo que non portava più il lutto 
Perchè lui non amava il nero 
Tutte vi dico, anche io, ma io 
Gigi amava troppo la sua libertà 
Fino al giorno che 

Dopo averlo squadrato una ricca straniera 
Gli fece una proposta per Hollywood più famoso sarai di Caruso vedrai 
Diceva lei finchè lui disse si' 
Tutti quanti al treno fazzoletti alla mano 
La morte in cuore per questo grande addio 
Tuttavia cosi fieri di vederlo partire 
ll nostro Gigi a conquistar New York 
E quando arrivo la gente gli grido 

Arriva Gigi l'amoroso 
Il rabacuori gli occhi neri da insolente 
Gigi l 'amoroso 
Il vincitore seuza cuor ma cosi affascinante 
E là davanti a tutti lui canto 
Zaza, Luna Caprese, O sole mio 
Arriva Gigil'amoroso 

Gigi ! 
Quando il treno scomparve noi tornammo tutti alle nostre case 
E l'indomani il quartiere non era più lo stesso 
La moglie del Pizzaiolo si rifiuto di accendere il forno 
La moglie del notaio dalla disperazione prese diversi amanti 
E la vodeva del Maresciallo sbarro le persiane 
E riprese il lulto per la seconda volta 
Si, iI quartiere era ben cambiato 
E io... 

Quando tempo passo cinque anni da allor 
Le lettere da lui chi le ha viste mai 
Ce ne volle un bel po di coraggio per noi 
Riprendere la vita senza lui 
E malgrado l'assenza quando in mezzo al silenzio 
Le luci si spegnevano nel caffè 
Sentivemo venir un sopiro ed un pianto 
Dal fondo della sala come un canto 
...
II rubacuori... gli occhi neri da insolente 
Gigi ...

Gigi?! ...
Sei tu laggiù nel buio? 
Aspetta lascia che ti guardi 
Ma, ma tu piangi! Tu piangi Gigi? 
Non t'è mica andata troppo bene laggiù 
Eh ma allora! E allora che cosa capiscono questi americani 
A parte il rock e il twist eh 
Ma Gigi ma che ti credevi? 
Diventare cosi Gigi l'americano 
E invece no tu sei Giuseppe Frabrizio Luca Santini! 
E sei napoletano! 
...
Ascola Giorgio s'é messo alla chitarra 
Aspetta C'è anche Sandro 
Ma..ma ma non puoi andartene cosi 
Qui tu sei di casa sei nella tua terra sei il re ..

Uhé guaglio' é arrivato Gigi oh mama mia è arrivato Gigi d'all'America 
Oddio, la cesira mi muore d'amore Italia 
E' arrivato l'americano e' arrivato da Hollywood 
Carmela Carmella E' arrivato l'americano 

Li senti? Ii senti Gigi? 
Ci sono tutti, deveno averti riconosciuto alla stazione 
Canta Gigi canta e' il pubblico, canta per loro... 
Canta per me che non ho mai saputo parlati d'amore 
Dai canta, bravo! bravo Gigi! 

Arriva Gigi l'amoroso 
Il rabacuori... 

Bravo Gigi bravo canta canta 
Carmella, Carmella Carmella lo sai che é arrivato Gigi 
Cesarina, Cesarina scendi è arrivato Gigi da Hollywood! 
Ma se te lo dico io che é arrivato scendi no 
Guaglione, guaglione guaglione corri va a dire a zio Gennaro 
Che é arrivato lo zio Gigi dall'America 

Arriva Gigi l'amoroso 
Il rabacuori gli occhi neri da insolente 
Gigi l'amoroso 
Il vincitore senza cuor ma cosi affascinante 
Che festa grande è starlo ad ascoltar 
Zaza Luna Caprese O sole mio

Luci A San Siro
Composer(s): Roberto Vecchioni
Performer(s): Roberto Vecchioni; Francesco Guccini



Hanno ragione, hanno ragione
mi han detto: "E' vecchio tutto quello che lei fa
parli di donne da buon costume
di questo han voglia se non l'ha capito già"
E che gli dico: "Guardi non posso, io quando ho amato
ho amato dentro gli occhi suoi
magari anche fra le sue braccia
ma ho sempre pianto per la sua felicità"

Luci a San Siro di quella sera
che c'è di strano siamo stati tutti là
ricordi il gioco dentro la nebbia?
Tu ti nascondi e se ti trovo ti amo là
Ma stai barando, tu stai gridando
così non vale, è troppo facile così
trovarti amarti giocare il tempo
sull'erba morta con il freddo che fa qui

Ma il tempo emigra mi han messo in mezzo
non son capace più di dire un solo no
Ti vedo e a volte ti vorrei dire
ma questa gente intorno a noi che cosa fa?
Fa la mia vita, fa la tua vita
tanto doveva prima o poi finire lì
ridevi e forse avevi un fiore
non ti ho capita, non mi hai capito mai

Scrivi Vecchioni, scrivi canzoni
che più ne scrivi più sei bravo e fai danè
tanto che importa a chi le ascolta
se lei c'è stata o non c'è stata e lei chi è?
Fatti pagare, fatti valere
più abbassi il capo più ti dicono di si
e se hai le mani sporche che importa
tienile chiuse e nessuno lo saprà

Milano mia portami via, fa tanto freddo
ho schifo e non ne posso più
facciamo un cambio prenditi pure
quel po' di soldi quel po' di celebrità
ma dammi indietro la mia seicento
i miei vent'anni e una ragazza che tu sai
Milano scusa stavo scherzando
luci a San Siro non ne accenderanno più

Monday Morning Secretary
Composer(s): Don Reid
Performer(s): The Statler Brothers



She leaves home at eight, a little bit late 
A little bit tired of it all
She unlocks the doors and does so much more 
Than what she gets credit for
She opens the mail, straightens up without fail 
Last Friday evening's mess
She makes brand new coffee though her head's hurtin' awful
By nine she's looking her best

And Monday comes dawning 
The world wakes up yawning 
And Friday seems so far away
But there bright and early 
Monday morning secretary 
You sure do look pretty today

At ten there's a break she don't always take 
Just time for a powder and smoke
A salesman comes in, looks her over end to end 
And tells her a new dirty joke
She laughs off his pass like she's done in the past 
She knows all those lines so well
Then at five she goes home to her cat and two rooms
And cries cause she's lonely as hell

And Monday comes dawning
The world wakes up yawning 
And Friday seems so far away
But there bright and early 
Monday morning secretary 
You sure do look pretty today

You sure do look pretty today