The Girl In The Bonnet Of Blue
Composer(s): Ross Parker
Performer(s): Horace Heidt & His Orch.
and multiple other artists



When she goes out walking
She has the town talking
The girl in the bonnet of blue

My heart goes completely
When she smiles so sweetly
The girl in the bonnet of blue

A lady of quality
Gracious and sweet
If fate is kind to me
One day we'll meet

And maybe I'll talk with
And maybe I'll walk with
The girl in the bonnet of blue

A lady of quality
Gracious and sweet
If fate is kind to me
One day we'll meet

And maybe I'll talk with
And maybe I'll walk with
The girl in the bonnet of blue

Cell Block Tango
Composer(s): Fred Ebb - John Kander
Performer(s): Chita Rivera & Girls
and multiple other artists



Liz: Pop
Annie: Six
June: Squish
Hunyak: Uh uh
Velma: Cicero
Mona: Lipschitz!
Liz: Pop
Annie: Six
June: Squish
Hunyak: Uh uh
Velma: Cicero
Mona: Lipschitz!
Announcer:
And now the six merry murderesses of the Crookem
County Jail in their rendition of "The Cell Block Tango"
Liz: Pop
Annie: Six
June: Squish
Hunyak: Uh uh
Velma: Cicero
Mona: Lipschitz!
Liz: Pop
Annie: Six
June: Squish
Hunyak: Uh uh
Velma: Cicero
Mona: Lipschitz!
Liz: Pop
Annie: Six
June: Squish
Hunyak: Uh uh
Velma: Cicero
Mona: Lipschitz!
Liz: Pop
Annie: Six
June: Squish
Hunyak: Uh uh
Velma: Cicero
Mona: Lipschitz!
All:
He had it coming
He had it coming
He only had himself to blame
If you'd have been there
If you'd have seen it
Velma: I betcha you would have done the same!
Liz: Pop
Annie: Six
June: Squish
Hunyak: Uh uh
Velma: Cicero
Mona: Lipschitz!
Liz: Pop
Annie: Six
June: Squish
Hunyak: Uh uh
Velma: Cicero
Mona: Lipschitz!
Liz:
You know how people have these little habits
That get you down
Like Bernie
Bernie liked to chew gum
No, not chew... Pop!
So I came home this one day
And I am reAlly irritated
And looking for a little sympathy
And there's Bernie layin' on the couch
Drinkin' a beer and chewin'
No, not chewin'... Poppin'
So, I said to him
I said, "You pop that gum one more time..."
And he did.
So I took the shotgun off the wAll
And I fired two warning shots... into his head!
All:
He had it coming
He had it coming
He only had himself to blame
If you'd have been there
If you'd have heard it
I betcha you would
Have dome the same
Annie:
I met Ezekiel Young from Salt Lake city
About two years ago
And he told me he was single
And we hit it off right away
So, we started living together
He'd go to work, he'd come home
I'd fix him a drink, we'd have dinner
And then I found out
"Single" he told me?
Single, my ass!
Not only was he married
Oh, no, he had six wives!
One of those Mormons, you know
So that night, when he came home
I fixed him his drink as usual
You know, some guys just can't hold their arsenic!
All:
He had it coming
He had it coming
He took a flower
In its prime
And then he used it
And he abused it
It was a murder
But not a crime!
June:
Now, I'm standing in the kitchen
Carvin' up the chicken for dinner
Minding my own business
And in storms my husband Wilbur
In a jealous rage
"You been screwin' the milkman!" he says
He was crazy and he kept screamin'
"You been screwin the milkman!"
And then he ran into my knife
He ran into my knife ten times!
All:
If you'd have been there
If you'd have seen it
I betcha you would have done the same
Hunyak:
Mit kersek, en itt? Azt mondjok
Hogy a hires lakem lefogta
A ferjemet en meg lecsaptam a fejet
De nem igaz, en artatlan vagyok
Nem tudom mert mondja
Uncle Sam hogy en tettem
Probaltam a rendorsegen megmayarazni de nem ertettek meg
June:
Yeah, but did you do it?
Hunyak:
Uh uh! Not guilty!
Velma:
My sister, Veronica and I did this double act
And my husband, Charlie, used to travel round with us
Now, for the last number in our act
we did these 20 acrobatic tricks in a row
One, two, three, four, five... splits, spread-eagles
Back flips, flip flops, one right after the other
So this one night before the show
We're down at the hotel Cicero, the three of us, boozin'
Havin' a few laughs and we ran out of ice
So I go out to get some
I come back, open the door, and there's Veronica and Charlie
Doing Number Seventeen, the spread-eagle
Well, I was in such a state of shock
I completely blacked out, I can't remember a thing
It wasn't until later when I was washing the blood off my hands
I even knew they were dead.
Velma: They had it coming
Girls: They had it coming
Velma: They had it coming
Girls: They had it coming
Velma: They had it coming All along
Girls: They had it coming All along
Velma: I didn't do it
Girls: She didn't do it
Velma: But if I done it
Girls: But if she done it
Velma: How could you tell me that I was wrong?
Velma: They had it coming
Girls: They had it coming
Velma: They had it coming
Girls: They had it coming
Velma: They had it coming
Girls: They took a flower
Velma: All along
Girls: In its prime
Velma: I didn't do it
Girls: And then they used it
Velma:
But if I'd done it
How could you tell me that I was wrong?
Mona:
I loved Al Lipschitz more than I can possibly say
He was a real artistic guy... sensitive... a painter
But he was always trying to find himself
He'd go out every night looking for himself
And on the way he found Ruth, Gladys, Rosemary and Irving
I guess you can say we broke up because of artistic differences
He saw himself as alive and I saw him dead!
All:
The dirty bum, bum, bum, bum, bum
The dirty bum, bum, bum, bum, bum
Girls (Group 1): They had it comin'
Girls (Group 2): They had it comin'
Girls (1): They had it comin'
Girls (2): They had it comin'
Girls (1): They had it comin'
Girls (2): They had it comin'
Girls (1): All along
Girls (2): All along
Girls (1): 'Cause if they used us
Girls (2): 'Cause if they used us
Girls (1): And they abused us
Girls (2): And they abused us
All: How could you tell us that we were wrong?
Girls (1): He had it coming
Girls (2): He had it coming
Girls (1): He only had himself to blame
Girls (2): He only had himself to blame
Girls (1): If you'd have been there
Girls (2): If you'd have been there
Girls (1): If you'd have seen it
Girls (2): If you'd have seen it
All: I betcha you would have done the same!
Liz: You pop that gum one more time!
Annie: Single my ass!
June: Ten times!
Hunyak: Miert csukott Uncle Same bortonbe!
Velma: Number seventeen, the spread-eagle!
Mona: Artistic differences!
Liz: Pop
Annie: Six
June: Squish
Hunyak: Uh uh
Velma: Cicero
Mona: Lipschitz!

Forest Fire
Composer(s): Dead Kennedys
Performer(s): Dead Kennedys



No junk food, just earthly goods
I ate weird berries in the woods
Now I'm seeing colors
I'm getting higher
I think I'll start a forest fire
There's a forest fire climbin' the hill
Burnin' wealthy California homes
Better run run run run run
From the fire
But some of us stay and watch
And we think of your insurance cost
And we laugh laugh laugh laugh laugh laugh
At your lives
Windows covered with bars
Security guards
Is that a house or a fortress
Against the world
Windows covered with bars
Security guards
Is that a house or a prison
How you gonna get out?
Electric bull and your tennis courts
Pink sports cars and your boat
Getting fried fried fried fried fried fried
By the fire
Windows covered by bars
Floodlights for the yard
It's a pleasure to watch you
Watch it all melt
But hey!
What about the cocaine
Stockpiled in the basement
Be a hero and save it
You know you're gonna need it
Where's your brand new pretty wife
She might still be inside
Either save her or your cocaine from the fire
But the gates and doors are locked
Cause the burglar alarms went off
Ever wonder why we laugh laugh
At your lives
Windows covered with bars
Fences spiked with barbed wire
Never looked so helpless
Engulfed in flames
Cameras watchin' the walls
Don't forget the dogs
Now you're trapped in your prison
How you gonna get out
See the gerbil
Run run run run run run run run
Run run run run run run run run
Run run run run run run run run
From the fire

Girl In The Blue Velvet Band
Composer(s): Cliff Carlisle - Mel Foree
Performer(s): Bill Monroe
and multiple other artists



One evening while out for a ramble
The hour was just about nine
I met a young maiden in 'Frisco
On the corner of Cherry and Pine

On her face there was beauty of nature
And her eyes seem to expand
Her hair was so rich and so brilliant 
Entwined in a blue velvet band

We strolled down the long street together
In my pocket she placed a small hand
She Planted the evidence on me
A diamond that was worth ten grand

Then I heard the wild scream of the sirens
And the girl in the blue velvet band
She left me to face all the troubles
With a diamond that was worth ten grand

They sent me to San Quenton for stealin'
God knows I'm an innocent man
For the guilty one now she lies dyin' 
That girl in the blue velvet band

Last night while bedtime was ringin' 
I was standin' close to the bars
I fancied I could hear her voice callin' 
From far out on the ocean of stars

I'll be out in a week then I'm leavin' 
But I'll carry the name of a man
Who spent ten years in this prison
For the girl in the blue velvet band

Last night while bedtime was ringin' 
I was standin' close to the bars
I fancied I could hear her voice callin' 
From far out on the ocean of stars

Céline
((Dutch Version: Celine (Sanne) - 1994))
Composer(s): Hugues Aufray - Vline Buggy - Mort Schuman
First release by: Hugues Aufray - 1966



Dis moi, Céline, les années ont passé
Pourquoi n'as tu jamais pensé à te marier?
De tout' mes sœurs qui vivaient ici
Tu es la seule sans mari

Non, non, non, ne rougis pas, non, ne rougis pas
Tu as, tu as toujours de beaux yeux
Ne rougis pas, non, ne rougis pas
Tu aurais pu rendre un homme heureux

Dis moi, Céline, toi qui es notre aînée
Toi qui fus notre mèr', toi qui l'as remplacée
N'as tu vécu pour nous autrefois
Que sans jamais penser à toi?

Non, non, non, ne rougis pas, non, ne rougis pas
Tu as, tu as toujours de beaux yeux
Ne rougis pas, non, ne rougis pas
Tu aurais pu rendre un homme heureux

Dis moi, Céline, qu'est il donc devenu
Ce gentil fiancé qu'on n'a jamais revu?
Est c' pour ne pas nous abandonner
Que tu l'as laissée s'en aller?

Non, non, non, ne rougis pas, non, ne rougis pas
Tu as, tu as toujours de beaux yeux
Ne rougis pas, non, ne rougis pas
Tu aurais pu rendre un homme heureux

Mais non, Céline, ta vie n'est pas perdue
Nous sommes les enfants que tu n'as jamais eus
Il y a longtemps que je le savais
Et je ne l'oublierai jamais

Ne pleure pas, non, ne pleure pas
Tu as toujours les yeux d'autrefois
Ne pleure pas, non, ne pleure pas
Nous resterons toujours près de toi
Nous resterons toujours près de toi

Foreplay/Long Time
Composer(s): Tom Scholz
Performer(s): Boston; Smokin'



It's been such a long time
I think I should be goin', yeah
And time doesn't wait for me, it keeps on rollin'
Sail on, on a distant highway
I've got to keep on chasin' a dream
I've gotta be on my way
Wish there was something I could say

Well I'm takin' my time, I'm just movin' on
You'll forget about me after I've been gone
And I take what I find, I don't want no more
It's just outside of your front door

It's been such a long time 
It's been such a long time

Well I get so lonely when I am without you
But in my mind, deep in my mind
I can't forget about you
Good times, and faces that remind me
I'm tryin' to forget your name and leave it all behind me
You're comin' back to find me

Well I'm takin' my time, I'm just movin' on
You'll forget about me after I'v e been gone
And I take what I find, I don't want no more
It's just outside of y our front door

It's been such a long time
It's been such a long time 

Yeah
It's been such a long time
I think I should be goin', yeah
And time doesnt wait for me, it keeps on rollin'
There's a long road, I've gotta stay in time with
I've got to keep on chasin' that dream, though I may never find it 
I'm always just behind it

Well I'm takin' my time, I'm just movin' along
Takin' my time, just movin' along
Takin' my time, takin' my time...

The Girl I Loved Out In The Golden West
Composer(s): Charles Avril - C.H. Scoggins



Twilight shadows come and go 
In the evening's sunset glow
And the birds are singing goodnight in the dell 
And I hear the robin trill
In its nest beneath the hill
Singing melodies my sad heart knows so well
While I listen in the glow 
Of pale moon rising slow
I hear a voice of one I long best
Tho' she left me long before 
Yet I see her as of yore
The girl I loved out in the golden west

Just like children running wild
For no care our world defiled
And our laughter echoed load among the hills
And we rambled in the dell
Near the spot I loved so well 
When I think of her my heart with sadness fills
For one day down by the brook
'Neath a cool and shady nook 
She laid her golden head upon my breast 
It was there her first sweet kiss 
Filled my raptured soul with bliss 
The girl I loved out in the golden west

Once again I feel the spell 
But no words of mine can tell
I can see her grave beneath the mountain crest
And I'm keeping green the place
Where tonight I see the face 
Of the girl I loved out in the golden west

Céline
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Edith Piaf



Sont trois jeunes garçons
S'en allant à la guerre
S'en allant à la guerre
Tout droit en regrettant
Tout droit en regrettant
Bien leurs maîtresses

Le plus jeune des trois
Regrettait bien la sienne
Regrettait bien la sienne
Et il a bien raison 
C'est la plus jolie fille
De tous les environs

Le bon soldat s'en va
Trouver son capitaine 
"Bonjour, mon capitaine
Donnez-moi mon congé
Pour allez voir Céline
Qui ne fait que pleurer..."

Son capitaine répond
Comme un homme de guerre
Ton joli passeport
Va t'en, va voir ta fille
Tu reviendras d'abord

Puis le galant s'en va
Au château de son père
"Bonjour mon père, ma mère
Bonjour mes chers parents
Sans oublier Céline
Que mon cœur aime tant"

Son père lui répond 
"Mais ta Céline est morte
Mais ta Céline est morte
Est morte en t'appelant
Son corps est dans la terre
Son âme, au Paradis"

Puis le galant s'en va
Pleurer dessus sa tombe 
"Céline, ma Céline
Parle, parle, parle-moi!
Mon cœur se désespère
De jamais plus te voir..."
Céline lui répond 
"Ma bouche est pleine de terre
Ma bouche est pleine de terre...
La tienne est pleine d'amour!
Je garde l'espérance
De te revoir un jour..."

Le bon soldat s'en va
Trouver son capitaine
"Bonjour, mon capitaine!
Me voici de retour
Puisque Céline est morte
Je servirai toujours..."

Foreign Sand
Composer(s): Roger Taylor; Yoshiki
Performer(s): Roger Taylor



Here we go - ain't it grand
Here we stand on foreign sand
And we're not alone

Why do we fear what we don't understand
Can't we reach out our hand to try just say 'hello'
Try to plant a seed - fulfil the need - to make it grow - just say hello
And when you're far from home try to learn from all you see
Your eyes will tell you everything you need

Why do we dread what we really don't know
Come not as concubine - come not as foe
Come with intentions clearly shown
Try to plant a seed - fulfil the need - to make it grow - just say 
hello
And though you're far from home try to learn from all you see
Your mind will tell you everything you need - everything you need

Here we go ain't it grand
Here we stand on foreign sand
And we're not alone

Red, yellow, black and white
Every man stand in the light - stand not alone

It's not a lie - it's not a shame we play for keeps - it's not a scam
No bigotry - we're hand in hand - it ain't a cinch - we make a stand
We learn to live on foreign sand
Just say hello

Why do we despise when we can't even speak
We keep on spreading lies
As far as we know it's the only way to be
Try to plant a seed - fulfil the need - to make it grow - just say 
hello
And though you're far from home try to learn what you could be
Your heart will tell you everything you need
even though you stand here you stand on foreign sand
Ain't it grand here we stand
On foreign sand
Together we stand
Here we stand
On foreign sand

The Girl I Love She Got Long Black Wavy Hair 
Composer(s): Jimmy Page - Robert Plant - John Paul Jones - John Bonham - John Estes
Performer(s): Led Zeppelin



Whoah, the girl I love, she got long black wavy hair
I do declare!
The girl I love, yeah, she got long black wavy hair
Ah yeah
Her Mother and her Father, Lordy
They sure don't, sure don't allow me there

Well I, I'm goin' back to my baby, Lord I
I swear I wouldn't lie, yeah
I never saw that sweet woman yeah in-a
A-five long years gone by, yeah
Well I'm goin' home, I'm goin' home
'Cause she's a sweet little darlin', ah
I said I been away, ahh-far too long
I been away too long

Take it Jimmy!

Well, my baby when...
She shakes just like a willow tree
Yes she does
My baby, when she walks, ya know
She shakes like a willow tree, yeah
Ah-that mean, mistreatin' baby she know she
Hop, hops all over me
Oooh

Yeah!
Alright!
Hops over me...

Celia
Composer(s): Phil Ochs
Performer(s): Phil Ochs



When the wind from the island is rollin' through the trees
When a kiss from a prison cell is carried in the breeze
That's when I wonder how sad a man can be
Oh, when will Celia come to me?
I still remember the mountains of the war
Sierra Madre and the Philipino shore
When will I lie beside my Celia 'neath the trees?
Oh, when will Celia come to me?
So many years were stolen, so many years are gone
And the vision of my Celia make dreams to dream upon
Each hour is a day filled with memories
Oh, when will Celia come to me?
I wake each morning and I watch the sun arise
Wonder if my Celia sleeps, wonder if she cries
If hate must be my prison lock, love must be the key
Oh, when will Celia come to me?
The guns have stopped their firing, you may wander through the hills
They kept my Celia through the war, they keep her from me still
She waits upon island now, a prisoner of the sea
Oh, when will Celia come to me?
When the wind from the island is rolling through the trees
When a kiss from a prison cell is carried in the breeze
That's when I wonder how sad a man can be
Oh, when will Celia come to me?
Oh, when will Celia come to me?

Ford Mustang
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg;
Jane Birkin; Mick Harvey; Mike Patton



{Refrain:}
On s'fait des langues
En Ford Mustang
Et bang !
On embrasse
Les platanes
"Mus" à gauche
"Tang" à droite
Et à gauche, à droite

Un essuie-glace
Un paquet d'Cool
Un badge
Avec inscrit d'ssus
Keep Cool
Une barre de
Chocolat
Un Coca-Cola
{au Refrain}

Une bouteille
De fluide Make-up
Un flash
Un Browning
Et un pick up
Un recueil
D'Edgard Poe
Un briquet Zippo
{au Refrain}

Un numéro
De Superman
Un écrou de chez
Paco
Rabanne
Une photo
d'Marilyn
Un tube d'aspirine
{au Refrain}

The Girl I Love
Composer(s): Dave Bartholomew - Fats Domino
Performer(s): Fats Domino



Woke up this morning, I was all alone
Looked for the girl I love, yeah she was gone
Somebody help me, help me find the girl I love

I told my friends all about you
How much I miss you and love to kiss you
Somebody help me, help me find the girl I love

Woke up this morning, I was all alone
Looked for the girl I love, and she was gone
Somebody help me, help me find the girl I love

I left my baby in California
Oh, how I cried, when she said goodbye
Somebody help me, help me find the girl I love

Celeste Nostalgia
Composer(s): Riccardo Cocciante - Mogol Audio 2
Performer(s): Riccardo Cocciante



Avevi ragione tu
Mia cara... la vita non dura mai una sera
il tempo di una follia, è breve e fugge via, e poi
cosa rimane dentro noi, questa celeste nostalgia
questo saperti da sempre ancora, ancora mia
Il bene profondo non si offende
si spegne se è il caso e poi riaccende
passione violenta sia, comprendimi amica mia... tu puoi
tutto normale tra di noi, cara celeste nostalgia
dolce compagna di storie d'amore sempre mia
Vederti un istante sopra un treno
partire su altro e andar lontano
un lampo negli occhi ciao, d'accordo fa male ciao... ma tu
dentro di me, non muori più, azzurra celeste nostalgia
qualche parola affettuosa, è un po' poco però per noi, forse no
Amore mio grande amica mia
cara celeste nostalgia... un'ora un giorno, una vita
che cosa vuoi che sia... resti mia

Ford Econoline
Composer(s): Nanci Griffith
Performer(s): Nanci Griffith



She drove west from Salt Lake City 
to the California coastline
She hit the San Diego Freeway doing sixty miles an hour
She had a husband on her bumper
She had five restless children
She was singing sweet as a mockingbird in that Ford Econoline

She's the salt of the earth 
Straight from the bosom of the Mormon church 
With a voice like wine 
Cruising along in that Ford Econoline 
Now her husband was a gambler, he was a Salt Lake City rambler
He built a golden cage around his silver-throated wife
Too many nights he left her crying with his cheating and his lying
But his big mistake was him buying her that Ford Econoline

She's the salt of the earth 
Straight from the bosom of the Mormon church 
With a voice like wine 
Cruising along in that Ford Econoline 
Now her husband was a gambler, he was a Salt Lake City rambler
He built a golden cage around his silver-throated wife
Too many nights he left her crying with his cheating and his lying
But his big mistake was him buying her that Ford Econoline

She's the salt of the earth 
Straight from the bosom of the Mormon church 
With a voice like wine 
Cruising along in that Ford Econoline 
Now her husband was a gambler, he was a Salt Lake City rambler
He built a golden cage around his silver-throated wife
Too many nights he left her crying with his cheating and his lying
But his big mistake was him buying her that Ford Econoline

Now she sings her songs around this country
From Seattle to Montgomery
Those kids are grown and that rounder knows
You cannot cage your wife
Along the back roads of our nation, she's become a living legend
She drives a Coupe DeVille but her heart rides still
In that Ford Econoline
She drives a Coup DeVille but her heart rides still
In that Ford Econoline

The Girl From Yesterday
Composer(s): Glenn Frey - Jack Tempchin
Performer(s): Eagles



It wasn't really sad the way they said good-bye
Or maybe it just hurt so bad she couldn't cry
He packed his things, walked out the door and drove away
And she became the girl from yesterday

He took a plane across the sea to some foreign land
She stayed at home and tried so hard to understand
How someone who had been so close could be so far away
And she became the girl from yesterday

She doesn't know what's right
She doesn't know what's wrong
She only knows the pain that comes from waiting so long
And she doesn't count the teardrops
That she's cried while he's away
Because she knows deep in her heart
That he'll be back someday

The light's on in the window; she's waiting by the phone
Talking to a memory that's never coming home
She dreams of his returning and the things that he might say
But she'll always be the girl from yesterday
Yeah, she'll always be the girl from yesterday

Celery Stalks At Midnight
Composer(s): Carl Sigman - Will Bradley - George Harris
Performer(s): Will Bradley & His Orch.
and multiple other artists



Celery stalks at midnight
Lurking in the moonlight
What's this funny nightmare
All about

Celery stalks at midnight
Mounted on their broomsticks
Gliding through the treetops
In and out

It's like a bad dream
A crazy kind of mad dream
Must have been something that I ate
No doubt

Celery stalks at midnight
Lurking in the moonlight
What's this very funny nightmare
All about

Força Estranha
Composer(s): Caetano Veloso
Performer(s): Roberto Carlos;
Brazil Inc.; Gal Costa; Caetano Veloso



Eu vi o menino correndo, eu vi o tempo
Brincando ao redor do caminho daquele menino
Eu pus os meus pés no riacho e acho que nunca os tirei
O sol ainda brilha na estrada e eu nunca passei

Eu vi a mulher preparando outra pessoa
O tempo parou para eu olhar para aquela barriga
A vida é amiga da arte, é a parte que o sol me ensinou
O sol que atravessa essa estrada que nunca passou

Por isso uma força me leva a cantar
Por isso essa força estranha
Por isso é que eu canto, não posso parar
Por isso essa voz tamanha

Eu vi muitos cabelos brancos na fronte do artista
O tempo não pára e no entanto ele nunca envelhece
Aquele que conhece o jogo do fogo, das coisas que são
É o sol, é o tempo, é a estrada, é o pé e é o chão

Eu vi muitos homens brigando, ouvi seus gritos
Estive no fundo de cada vontade encoberta
E a coisa mais certa de todas as coisas não vale um caminho sob o sol
É o sol sobre a estrada, é o sol sobre a estrada, é o sol

Girl From Ipanema Goes To Greenland
Composer(s): Kate Pierson - Keith Strickland - Robert Meriwether Waldrop - Cindy Wilson - Ricky Wilson - Fred Schneider
First release by: The B-52's - 1986



Girl from Ipanema, she goes to Greenland
Girl from Ipanema, she goes to Greenland

Witch doctors are screaming
Nymphs are dreaming
This girl's lost someone
Who is that someone
She's leaving

Girl from Ipanema, she goes to Greenland
Girl from Ipanema, she goes to Greenland

Hot latitudes, cool attitudes
She's leaving
Moon in her mirror
Chasing northern lights
She goes, ahhh

Girl from Ipanema, she goes to Greenland

Remember, wherever you go
There you are

Girl from Ipanema, she goes to Greenland
Girl from Ipanema, she goes to Greenland

Celebration Of The Year
Composer(s): John Pantry
Performer(s): John Pantry; The Fortunes



The celebration of the year, oohooh

There's a time for forgetting all the things that she's done wrong
And the time for regretting the getting along before
When you're standing on your own it's not at all the way you planned
And no-one new is there and see
When you're wishing she come home 'cause she would understand
Then there would be

The celebration of the year, oh my love
The celebration, that my dear, would be ours

But sometimes I get to thinking maybe I was in the wrong
(Maybe I was in the wrong)
And if only I can see you now then we would get along
But I know I'm only dreaming and that I can hope to find
The same girl that I loved before
And that there could only be her to other girls I'm blind
Wish I was sure

The celebration of the year, oh my love
The celebration, that my dear, would be ours

The celebration of the year, oh my love
The celebration, that my dear, would be ours