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  • 22-04-1972
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    Tara Talara Tala
    Performer(s): Dean Martin



    Oh, daddy made up this lullaby
    Just to sing it to you
    Soon as you learn this lullaby
    You can sing it to your dolly, too

    Tara Talara Tala
    Play peek-a-boo with a star
    Hushabye baby
    When shadows creep
    Dreamland is not very far

    Tara Talara Tala
    Just like the angel you are
    Rockabye baby now you're asleep
    Tara Talara Tala
    Tara Talara Tala

    Vieni sul mar'
    Vieni a vogar'
    Sentir'i le braccia
    Del tu' marinar'!

    Tara Talara Tala
    Just like the angel you are
    Rockabye baby now you're asleep
    Tara Talara Tala
    Tara Talara Tala
    Mmm, mmm, mmm
    Go to sleep



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    Music Makin' Mama From Memphis
    Composer(s): Hank Snow
    Performer(s): Hank Snow;
    R.D. Henden; Charlie Waller



    Listen to a story about a gal I know
    She's my music makin' mama, I'm her hillbilly beau
    She's sweeter than the music when she tickles the strings
    Sweeter than the flowers down in New Orleans
    She's my music makin' mama from Memphis, Tennessee

    She'll play a little rhythm, do the boogie up right
    A Tennessee polka, maybe blues in the night
    Ever'body travels from near and far
    To hear her when she picks it on that old guitar
    My music makin' mama from Memphis, Tennessee

    You can hear her in the ev'nin', when the sun sinks low
    A-singin' and a-pickin on that old banjo
    You wanta jive when the words roll out of her mouth
    Ever'body's callin' her the Queen of the South
    She's my fiddle playin' mama from Memphis, Tennessee

    You gotta start dancin' when she gets in the groove
    Picks a big bass fiddle or yodels the blues
    Plays a downbeat, offbeat, any old beat
    A breakdown, a hoedown and does it up neat
    She's my bass pickin' baby from Memphis, Tennessee

    You'll know when my baby is a-comin' to town
    All the jive-jumpin' jitterbugs, they gather around
    They keep a-yellin' to my queenie, now, honey, let's go
    My baby starts pickin' and a pickin' down low
    My music makin' mama from Memphis, Tennessee

    She'll play a little rhythm, do the boogie up right
    A Tennessee polka, maybe blues in the night
    Ever'body travels from near and far
    To hear her when she picks it on that old guitar
    My music makin' mama from Memphis, Tennessee



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    Going To A Disco
    Composer(s): Lynsey De Paul; Mike Moran
    Performer(s): Martyn Ford



    Going to a disco
    Going to a discotheque
    If you wanna know where we're going
    We're going to a discotheque

    Yeah (yeah), we'll really show 'em
    We gonna dance till our feet get sore
    Yeah (yeah), we're really going

    We're go go....

    Going to a disco
    Going to a discotheque
    If you wanna know where we're going
    We're going to a discotheque

    Yeah (yeah), we'll really show 'em
    We gonna dance till we hit the floor
    Yeah (yeah), we're really going

    We're go go....

    Going to a disco
    Going to a disco

    Wooooh

    Yeah (yeah), we'll really show 'em
    We gonna show what are feet are for
    Yeah (yeah), we're really going

    We're go go....

    Going to a disco
    Going to a discotheque
    If you wanna know where we're going
    We're going to a discotheque

    We're go go....

    Going to a disco
    Going to a discotheque

    Going to a disco
    Going to a discotheque

    Going to a disco
    Going to a discotheque

    Going to a disco
    Going to a discotheque

    Going to a disco
    Going to a discotheque




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    21-04-1972
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    Tarotplane
    Composer(s): Don Van Vliet
    Performer(s): Captain Beefheart & the Magic Band



    Baby person told a Dixie Sue
    Listen to me baby
    I`m gonna tell it to you
    Gonna need somebody on your bond
    You gonna need some bodies on your bond
    Just you bear this in mind
    True friends is hard to find
    You gonna need some bodies on your bond

    Gonna need somebody on your bond
    You gonna need some bodies on your bond
    Just you bear this in mind
    True friends is hard to find
    You gonna need some bodies on your bond
    I say bear this in mind
    I say bear this in mind
    Just you bear this in mind
    True friends is hard to find
    You gonna need some bodies on your bond

    Ya done put mice in the radiator
    Razors in the clay
    Well, they keeps us working all night
    Don`t give us no pay
    Don`t give us no pay

    Automatic Sam told Everready Betty told Prestone Milly
    With the long...
    Automatic Sam told Everready Betty told Prestone Milly
    With the long black wavy mane
    With the long black...
    With the long black wavy mane

    Little girl, Little girl
    Gonna take you for a ride in my Tarotplane
    I wanta take you for a ride in my Tarotplane
    For a fly, for a fly
    Baby person told a Dixie Sue
    Oh, listen to me baby
    I`m gonna tell it to you
    You ain`t too old
    Oh, you ain`t too old
    Just what you been heard - just what you been told
    You gonna need somebody on your bond
    You gonna need some bodies on your bond
    Just you bear this in mind
    True friends is hard to find
    You gonna need some bodies on your bond

    Baby person told a Dixie Sue
    Listen to me baby
    Mice in the razors, clay in the heaters
    Mice in the razors, clay in the heaters

    You gonna need somebody on your bond
    You gonna need some bodies on your bond
    Just you bear this in mind
    True friends is hard to find
    You gonna need some bodies on your bond

    Automatic Sam told Everready Betty told Prestone Milly
    With the long black wavey mane
    Oh listen little girl don`t you understand?
    Oh, you ain`t too old
    No you ain`t too old
    Well you ain`t too lold
    As long as you can boogie you ain`t too old
    Little girl, little girl
    Little girl, little girl
    Gonna take you for a ride in my Tarotplane
    Gonna take you for a ride in my Tarotplane
    You goin` flyin`
    You goin` flyin`

    Come on little girl
    Gonna take you for a ride in my Tarotplane
    Come on little girl
    Gonna take you for a ride in my Tarotplane
    Come on little girl
    Gonna take you for a ride in my Tarotplane
    In my Tarotplane
    In my Tarotplane

    In my Tarotplane
    In my Tarotplane
    In my Tarotplane

    You gonna need somebody on your bond
    You gonna need some bodies on your bond
    Just you bear this in mind
    True friends is hard to find
    You gonna need some bodies on your bond



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Music Makes Me
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    Music Makes Me
    Composer(s): Gus Kahn; Edward Eliscu; Vincent Youmans
    Performer(s): Fred Astaire
    and various other artists



    In me you see a sinner
    And dancing is my crime
    It seems a sin I've gotta give in
    To syncopated time

    It makes me lose my dignity
    It makes me lose my poise
    And some folks call it music
    But my folks call it noise

    I like music, old or new
    But music makes me do the things I never should do
    I like music, sweet or blue
    But music makes me do the things I never should do

    My self control was something to brag about
    Now it's a gag about town
    The things I do are never forgiven
    For just when I'm livin' 'em down
    I hear music, then I'm through
    For music makes me do the things I never should do

    I like music old or new
    But music makes me.........
    I like music sweet or blue
    But music makes me.........

    My self control was something
    But now it's a gag about town
    The things I do are never forgiven
    But just when I'm livin' 'em down
    I hear music then I'm through
    For music makes me do the things I never should do



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Going My Way
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    Going My Way
    Composer(s): Jimmy Van Heusen; Johnny Burke
    Performer(s): Bing Crosby;
    and various other artists



    Good morning friend it's certainly a pleasant time to walk
    So fresh and green and clear and bright
    I'm looking for some company, thought maybe we could talk
    Do you go left or right?

    This road leads to Rainbowville
    Going my way?
    Up ahead is Bluebird Hill
    Going my way?

    Just pack a basket full of wishes
    And off you start with Sunday morning in your heart
    `Round the bend you'll see a sign
    "Dreamer's Highway"

    Happiness is down the line
    Going my way?
    The smiles you'll gather will look well on you
    Oh, I hope you're going my way too

    This road leads to Rainbowville
    Going my way?
    Up ahead is Bluebird Hill
    Going my way?

    Just pack a basket full of wishes
    And off you start with Sunday morning in your heart
    `Round the bend you'll see a sign
    "Dreamer's Highway"

    Happiness is down the line
    Going my way?
    The smiles you'll gather will look well on you
    Oh, I hope you're going my way too




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    20-04-1972
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    Tarentelle
    Composer(s): Yves Duteil
    Performer(s): Yves Duteil



    Vous avez appris la danse, danse
    Vous avez appris les pas
    Redonnez-moi la cadence, dence
    Et venez danser avec moi
    Ne me laissez pas la danse, danse
    Pas la danser comme ça
    Venez m'apprendre la danse, danse
    Et la danser avec moi

    Vous savez la tarentelle, telle
    Qu'on la dansait autrefois
    Moi je vous montrerai celle, celle
    Que, demain, l'on dansera
    Si vous donnez la cadence, dence
    Moi je vous donne le "la"
    Je vous l'apprendrai là dans ce, dans ce
    Dans ce joli petit bois

    Et si vous aimez ma danse, danse
    Et si vous aimez mon pas
    On pourra danser, je pense, pense
    Aussi longtemps qu'on voudra
    Mais ne me laissez pas là dans ce, dans ce
    Pas là dans cet état-là
    Ne pensez-vous qu'à la danse, danse
    Dans ce joli petit bois?

    Quand le feuillage est si dense, dense
    Quand le soleil est si bas
    Que voulez-vous que l'on danse, danse
    Dans les jolis petits bois?
    Quand votre robe s'élance, lance
    Moi j'ai le cœur en éclats
    Si vous perdez la cadence, dence
    Serrez-vous bien dans mes bras

    Et s'il arrive que même, même
    Tout doucement, dans le bois
    J'aille vous dire je t'aime, t'aime
    Et si le bonheur était là
    Pour nous donner la cadence, dence
    Pour nous donner le "la"
    Et pour que tout recommence, mence
    À tout petits tout petits pas?

    Vous avez appris la danse, danse
    Vous avez appris les pas
    Pour qu'on vous aime et je pense, pense
    Que je vous aime déjà
    C'est là que finit la danse, danse
    Là dans l'ombre des bois
    Mais notre amour qui commence, mence
    Jamais ne s'arrêtera

    C'est là que finit la danse, danse
    Là dans l'ombre des bois
    Mais notre amour qui commence, immense
    Jamais ne s'arrêtera



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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    Music Is Lethal
    Composer(s): Lucio Battisti; David Bowie
    Performer(s): Mick Ronson; Andi Sexgang



    My friend myself
    Boredoms hero
    Prince of the alleys
    Stumble falling to a winsome table in search of wine

    Mulatto hookers
    Cocaine bookers
    Troubled husbands
    Stolen freedoms, that only evening unfolds to shine

    Through the twisting inn of screaming pleasure
    Two wet lips of infant leisure smiled
    Could I grasp at the stars?
    As they play your night blue hair

    Sable eyes
    Ebony thighs
    She shines forever
    Dancer be, dancing free
    She shines for me

    So a masked man should mourn
    The passing of night time
    The long metal dirge
    We were prisoners no more
    Of the near fallen angels
    She will shine on for me

    Let the panting begin
    Though the music is lethal
    Let the night take me in
    You know the daybreak shall win
    She will shine on forever
    He will shine on for me

    While jeering waiters grope at your shoulders
    I drink your kisses
    Exquisite room, my charming tomb
    I see the man

    With marble hands
    Your smooth pimp, piranha
    Cradles my swimming head
    Cracks his glass, into my face, I'm thrown away

    And then I'm tossed a' bleeding out on the street
    And ask me, John do I have to drag you away?
    And I curse where I lay
    Have made me bow with thanks some day

    Ten thousand engines skid unwielding
    Puncture my skin
    Bait and taunt
    For me to run, back to my rooms

    Though the bad taste of sleep
    Clutching my pillow
    In anger I weep
    She will cry on my chest
    She will shine on forever
    She will shine on for me

    Let the tempting begin
    Though the music is lethal
    Let the night take me in
    Though the daybreak shall win
    She will shine on forever
    She will shine on for me

    Ahhh, yeah
    Oh, ohhhhh



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Going Mobile
    Composer(s): Pete Townshend
    Performer(s): The Who;
    Peter Mossman; Pete Townshend



    I'm goin' home
    And when I wanna go home
    I'm goin' mobile
    Well, I'm gonna find a home
    And we'll see how it feels
    Goin' mobile
    Keep me movin'

    I can pull up by the curb
    I can make it on the road
    Goin' mobile
    I can stop in any street
    And talk with people that we meet
    Goin' mobile
    Keep me movin'

    Out in the woods
    Or in the city
    It's all the same to me
    When I'm drivin' free, the world's my home
    When I'm mobile

    Hee, hoo!
    beep beep!

    Play the tape machine
    Make the toast and tea
    When I'm mobile
    Well I can lay in bed
    With only highway ahead
    When I'm mobile
    Keep me movin'

    Keep me movin'
    Over 50
    Keep me groovin'
    Just a hippie gypsy

    Come on move now
    Movin'
    Keep me movin', yeah

    Keep me movin', groovin', groovin', yeah
    Movin', Yeah
    Mobile, mobile, mobile, mobile, ...

    I don't care about pollution
    I'm an air-conditioned gypsy
    That's my solution
    Watch the police and the tax man miss me
    I'm mobile
    Oooooh, yeah, hee!

    Mobile, mobile, mobile yeah




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    19-04-1972
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    Yesterday Dreams
    ((French Version: C'est Pas Facile (Johnny Hallyday) - 1981))
    Composer(s): Brian Cadd
    First release by: Brian Cadd - 1978



    Lonely summer needing rain, standing quietly going insane
    Said, "I love you", you never heard a word
    Memories that still cause pain, I lost the feeling I can't explain
    Still I need you, don't that seem absurd?
    Shattered dreams in my heart, always gonna tear us apart
    Making it so hard to start all over again

    Yesterday dreams, Yesterday dreams
    Here they are coming again, Yeah

    Fading pictures in my mind, another place, another time
    It's the same old song, just another melody
    Don't ask me 'cause I don't want to say
    He's the reason that keeps me away
    I won't go through it again, but you don't even see what I mean
    Shattered dreams in my heart, always gonna tear us apart
    Making it so hard to start all over again

    Yesterday dreams, Yesterday dreams
    Here they are coming again

    I don't want to lie awake with you at night and wonder why
    Looking at your hurting eyes and asking me if it's all a lie
    Perfect pattern of part-time love
    Always aware we're gonna make it above
    What I lost before taking us both nowhere

    What you're askin' I can't give, pick up the pieces that'll let you live
    And don't ever look back 'cause I won't even be there
    Shattered dreams in my heart, always gonna tear us apart
    Making it so hard to start all over again

    Yesterday dreams, Yesterday dreams, here they are coming again
    Yesterday dreams, Yesterday dreams, here they are coming again
    Yesterday dreams, Yesterday dreams, here they are coming again



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    Music
    Composer(s): John Miles
    Performer(s): John Miles



    Music was my first love
    And it'll be my last
    Music of the future
    And music of the past
    To live without my music
    Would be impossible to do
    In this world of troubles
    my music pulls me through

    Music was my first love
    And it'll be my last
    Music of the future
    And music of the past
    And music of the past
    And music of the past

    Music was my first love
    And it'll be my last
    Music of the future
    And music of the past
    To live without my music
    Would be impossible to do
    'cause in this world of troubles
    my music pulls me through



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Going In With My Eyes Open
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    Going In With My Eyes Open
    Composer(s): Tony Macaulay
    Performer(s): David Soul



    You smiled that misty way and something in me said
    Remember the last time
    Don't fall in love

    I walked so blindly in
    I fell and hurt my head
    Oh I can't forget it
    And I won't regret it
    I couldn't even stop it if I tried

    Only this time I'm going in with my eyes open
    I won't make the same mistakes again
    This time I'll see the signs and no hearts broken
    Won't be so blind and lose my way

    It'd be so nice to love
    Don't let it end the same
    If you get uneasy just let me know
    Don't lie or call me by somebody else's name
    Oh I couldn't take it
    I know it would break it
    And I wanna give you
    Everything I am

    Only this time I'm going in with my eyes open
    I won't make the same mistakes again
    This time I'll see the signs and no hearts broken
    Won't be so blind and lose my way

    This time I'm going in with my eyes open
    I won't make the same mistakes again
    This time I'll see the signs and no hearts broken
    Won't be so blind and lose my way




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    18-04-1972
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    Tarde, Muy Tarde
    Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
    Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute



    Tarde, muy tarde
    me preguntas si te miento
    cuando sé que sabes bien
    que ni yo mismo lo sé
    Tarde, muy tarde
    no me digas que aún es tiempo
    algo más que nuestra piel
    ha empezado a envejecer
    Te amé tanto
    que me da vergüenza
    recordarlo...
    déjalo estar
    deja que es tarde
    Tarde, muy tarde
    sólo nos guía el cansancio
    y ese miedo de perder
    lo que ha sido y ya no es
    Tarde, muy tarde
    tarde para remediarlo
    ese tren ya se nos fue
    nunca volverá otra vez
    Te amé tanto...
    que me da vergüenza
    recordarlo...
    déjalo estar
    deja que es tarde
    Tarde, tan tarde



    Categorie:Latin Songs

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    Music
    Composer(s): Carole King
    Performer(s): Carole King



    Music is playing inside my head
    Over and over and over again
    My friend, there's no end to the music...
    Ah, summer is over
    But the music keeps playing
    And won't let the cold get me down
    Pictures are forming inside my brain
    Soon with the colors they'll rain together and grow
    Then don't you know, don't you know there'll be music...
    Ah, it's not always easy
    But the music keeps playing
    And won't let the world get me down



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Going In Circles
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    Going In Circles
    Composer(s): Jerry Peters; Anita Poree
    Performer(s): The Friends Of Distinction;
    and various other artists



    I’m an ever rollin’ wheel
    Without a destination real
    I’m an ever spinning top
    Whirling around till I drop

    Oh, but what am I to do
    My mind is in a whirlpool
    Give me a little hope
    One small thing to cling to

    You got me going in circles
    Oh...oh...oh...round and round I go
    You got me going in circles
    Oh...oh...oh...round and round I go

    I’m spun out over you
    (Over you, over you, over you)
    Over you, over you

    I’m a faceless clock
    With timeless hopes that never stop
    Lord, when I feel that way
    Of my soul, my soul at stake

    Oh, but what am I to do
    My mind is in a whirlpool
    Give me a little hope
    One small thing to cling to

    You got me going in circles
    Oh...oh...oh...round and round I go
    You got me going in circles
    Oh...oh...oh...round and round I go

    I’m spun out over you (I need you, baby)
    Over you (I need you, baby)
    Spun out over you (I need you, baby)
    (I need you, baby) Oh, baby (Baby)

    I’m spun out (I need you, baby)
    I said I’m spun out over you (I need you, baby)
    Spun out over you (I need you, baby)
    (I need you, baby) Baby, baby

    (I need you, baby) I’m spun out
    (I need you, baby)




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    17-04-1972
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Kites Are Fun
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    Kites Are Fun
    Composer(s): Chris Dedrick
    Performer(s): The Free Design
    and multiple other artists



    I like flying
    Flying kites, flying kites, flying kites
    Kites are fun, kites are fun, kites are fun

    See my kite, it's fun
    See my kite, it's green and white
    Laughing in its distant flight
    All that's between us is a little yellow string
    But we like each other more than anything
    And we run along together through the field behind my house
    And the little drops of rain caress our face and wash my blouse
    And we'd like to be a zillion miles away from everyone
    'Cause Mom and Dad and Uncle Bill don't realise

    Kites are fun, kites are fun, kites are fun
    Kites are fun

    See my kite, it's green and white
    Laughing in its distant flight
    All that's between us is a little yellow string
    But we like each other more than anything
    And we run along together through the field behind my house
    And the little drops of rain caress our face and wash my blouse
    And we'd like to be a zillion miles away from everyone
    'Cause Mom and Dad and Uncle Bill don't realise

    I like flying, flying kites, flying kites
    Kites are fun, kites are fun, kites are fun
    Kites are fun
    See my kite, it's fun (See my kite, it's fun)
    See my kite, it's fun (See my kite, it's fun)
    See my kite, it's fun (See my kite, it's fun)



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Museum
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    Museum
    Composer(s): Donovan
    Originally performed by: Donovan
    Covered by various other artists



    I drink sweet wine for breakfast
    I slept but an hour or so
    I smiled a little in the silence
    decding on where to go
    meet me under the whale
    at the natural history museum
    I think that's what she said
    a little bit said about having to leave them
    yawning in the sun
    it's like a child I run
    don't do it if you don't want to
    I wouldn't do a thing like that
    now don't do it if you don't want to
    I wouldn't do a thing like that
    so little do you think of beauty
    isn't it a shame what-ho
    maybe you should go get your parents
    and make all your troubles go
    there she stood in drag
    looking cool in astrakhan
    she's lookin' a little wiped out
    she said I looked like Peter Pan
    and yawning in the sun
    it's like a child I run
    don't do it if you don't want to
    I wouldn't do a thing like that
    now don't do it if you don't want to
    I wouldn't do a thing like that
    now don't do it if you don't want to
    I wouldn't do a thing like that
    now don't do it if you don't want to
    I wouldn't do a thing like that
    uh-huh



    Categorie:Eng. Songs
    Tags:Donovan

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Going Home
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    Going Home
    Composer(s): Antoine "Fats" Domino; Al Young
    Performer(s): Fats Domino



    Going home tomorrow
    Can't stand your evil way
    Going home tomorrow
    Can't stand your evil way
    When you're around me
    I'm full of misery all day

    I can't go on
    I can't go on this way
    I can't go on
    I can't go on this way
    You don't want my loving
    So I'm going away to stay

    Don't try to find me
    Don't even call me on the phone
    Don't try to find me
    Don't even call me on the phone
    I'm better off without you
    So won't you leave poor me alone?




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    16-04-1972
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    Tarde Em Itapuã
    Composer(s): Vinícius de Moraes - Toquinho
    Performer(s): Maria Bethânia; Pepa D'Elia



    Um velho calção de banho
    O dia pra vadiar
    Um mar que não tem tamanho
    E um arco-iris no ar
    Depois na praça Caymmi
    Sentir preguiça no corpo
    E numa esteira de vime
    Beber uma água de côco
    É bom
    Passar uma tarde em Itapuã
    Ao sol que arde em Itapuã
    Ouvindo o mar de Itapuã
    Falar de amor em Itapuã
    Enquanto o mar inaugura
    Um verde novinho em folha
    Argumentar com doçura
    Com uma cachaça de rolha
    E com olhar esquecido
    No encontro de céu e mar
    Bem de vagar ir sentindo
    A terra toda a rodar
    É bom
    Passar uma tarde em Itapuã
    Ao sol que arde em Itapuã
    Ouvindo o mar de Itapuã
    Falar de amor em Itapuã
    Depois sentir o arrepio
    Do vento que a noite traz
    É o diz-que-diz-que maçio
    Que brota dos coqueirais
    E nos espaços serenos
    Sem ontem nem amanhã
    Dormir nos braços morenos
    Da lua de Itapuã
    É bom
    Passar uma tarde em Itapuã
    Ao sol que arde em Itapuã
    Ouvindo o mar de Itapuã
    Falar de amor em Itapuã



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    Musette
    Composer(s): Leojac; Flouron
    Performer(s): Fréhel



    C'était une vraie fleur d'amour
    Et quand un jour dans le faubourg
    Ses jolis yeux bleus et son regard si beau
    Rendaient les hommes amoureux fous
    On la rencontrait le sam'di
    Dans les musettes de Paris
    Dès qu'elle entrait fallait voir tous les copains
    Courir pour lui serrer la main
    C'était un rayon de bonheur
    Qu'elle apportait dans tous les coeurs

    Musette, brunette
    Jolie poupée d'amour
    Quand on a valsé avec toi
    On a le béguin malgré soi
    Musette, coquette
    On t'aimera toujours
    C'est toi la reine des musettes
    Musette

    Mais un beau jour le p'tit Léo
    Avec un peu d'accordéon
    Dit à Musette: "j'ai l'gros béguin pour toi
    Veux-tu te marier avec moi?"
    Musette en riant dit: "t'es fou
    moi me mettre la corde au cou?
    Quitter les amis le Paris le Faubourg
    Et mon quartier où j'ai vu l'jour
    J'aime mieux rester parmi vous
    Je ne veux pas faire de jaloux"

    Musette, brunette
    Jolie poupée d'amour
    Quand on a valsé avec toi
    On a le béguin malgré soi
    Musette, coquette
    On t'aimera toujours
    C'est toi la reine des musettes
    Musette



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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