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  • 29-07-1975
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    The Maker Said Take Her
    Composer(s): Mark Wright - Ron Rogers
    Performer(s): Alabama



    I was taught to believe
    Never to doubt
    The man up above knew what he’s
    Talking about
    So when I heard that voice
    So loud and clear
    Speak to my heart
    I knew that she must be near
    The maker said take her and love her forever
    Take care of her for life
    And treat her right
    I never was the one
    To listen very well
    I walk my own way
    And felt what I felt
    The further out of touch
    With the master plan
    Well she was like a flight to the promised land
    The maker said take her and love her forever
    Take care of her for life
    Never forsake her don’t be a heart breaker
    The maker said take her
    And treat her right
    Just treat her right
    He placed an angle in the palm of my hand
    And for once in my life I obeied his commands
    I’ll take her and love her forever
    Take care of her for life
    Never forsake her don’t be a heart breaker
    The maker said take her
    And treat her right
    Just treat her right
    Just treat her right
    Take care of her for life
    Never forsake her don’t be no heart breaker
    The maker said take her
    And treat her right
    Just treat her right
    For Life



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    Chez Madame Lolita
    Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday



    J'irai dans la ville basse
    Chez Madame Lolita
    J'offrirai le champagne
    À ses filles sans joie
    On se fera la fête
    Jusqu'au petit matin
    J'irai dans la ville basse
    Chez Madame Lolita

    J'irai dans la ville gaie
    J'irai chez Casino
    Je prendrai mes souvenirs
    Mon avenir et ma peau
    Et je jouerai coup sec
    Le tout sur le zéro
    J'irai dans la ville basse
    Chez Madame Lolita

    Quand je serai trop vieux
    Pour dire je t'aime et le faire
    Quand je serai trop vieux
    Pour espérer vivre vieux
    Avant de quitter ici-bas
    Avant de grimper au bon Dieu
    Je ferai une de ces noubas
    Chez Madame Lolita

    J'irai dans la ville triste
    Rue de la SPA
    Je chercherai un chien
    Un plus perdu que moi
    Si je n'en trouve pas
    J'irai voir côté chat
    J'irai dans la ville triste
    Rue de la SPA

    Quand je serai trop vieux
    Pour dire je t'aime et le faire
    Quand je serai trop vieux
    Pour espérer vivre vieux
    Avant de quitter ici-bas
    Avant de grimper au bon Dieu
    Je ferai une de ces noubas
    Chez Madame Lolita

    Quand je serai trop vieux
    Pour dire je t'aime et le faire
    Quand je serai trop vieux
    Pour espérer vivre vieux
    Avant de quitter ici-bas
    Avant de grimper au bon Dieu
    Je ferai une de ces noubas
    Chez Madame Lolita



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Rawhide
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    Rawhide
    Composer(s): Ned Washington; Dimitri Tiomkin
    Performer(s): Frankie Laine;
    and various other artists



    Rollin' Rollin' Rollin'
    Though the streams are swollen..
    Keep them doggies rollin'
    Rawhide!

    Rain and wind and weather
    He'll bent for leather
    Wishin' my gal was by my side
    All the things I'm missin
    Good viddles love and kissin
    Are waitin at the end of my ride

    Chorus:

    Move em' on,..... Head em' up,.......
    Head em' up,..... move em' on
    Move em' on,..... Head em' up,.......
    Rawhide!
    Cut em' out,..... ride em' in,.....
    ride em' in,.... cut em' out,
    Cut em' out,.......Ride em'in ....
    Rawhide!.....

    Keep movin', movin', movin'
    Though their dissaprovin'
    Keep them doggies movin'
    Rawhide!

    Don't try to understand them,
    Just rope, throw and brand em'
    Soon we'll be livin' high and wide
    My hearts calculatin'
    My true love will be waitin'
    Be waitin' at the end of my ride




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    28-07-1975
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    Dettagli
    ((Adapted from: Detalhes (Roberto Carlos) - 1971))
    Composer(s): Roberto Carlos - Erasmo Carlos - Bruno Lauzi
    Performer(s): Ornella Vanoni - 1973



    E' inutile tentare di dimenticare
    per molto tempo ancora nella vita
    dovrai cercare
    dettagli cosi' piccoli che tu
    non sei ancora pronto per capire
    ma che comnunque contano per dire
    chi siamo noi
    se vedi un'altra donna camminare
    nella tua via
    e ti ricordi quando c'ero io
    la colpa e'tutta sua
    il ritmo bilanciato del suo passo
    sono ritagli di dettagli
    se no perche'
    ti stai immediatamente ricordando
    proprio di me
    io so che un'altra donna
    sta inventando una frase fatta
    di parole come quelle che ho gia' detto
    mi sembra matta
    non credo che ti voglia
    cosi'tanto bene
    errori di grammatica
    lei non ne fa
    e senza errori non si ha mai felicita'
    e se farai l'amore con qualcuno
    fallo tacendo
    perche' se dici a un'altra
    il nome mio
    ti stai sbagliando
    non tutti hanno piacere di sentire
    parlare di qualcuno che non c'e'
    sono dettagli che fanno capire
    che pensi a me
    non dirmi che nel cuore non ti resta
    piu' quasi niente
    a furia di dettagli stai cambiando
    e gia' si sente
    la piccola scintilla
    fa il grande incendio



    Categorie:Latin Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Chez Les Yé-Yé
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    Chez Les Yé-Yé
    Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
    Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg; Boogalox; Etienne Daho



    Ni les tam-
    Tams
    Du Yé-yé yé
    Ni les gris
    Gris
    Que tu portais
    Da doo ron
    Ron
    Que tu écoutais
    Au bal doum
    Doum
    Où tu dansais

    Non rien n'aura raison de moi
    J'irai t'chercher ma Lolita
    Chez
    Les
    Yé-yé

    Sous les tam-
    Tams
    Du Yé-yé yé
    J'f'rai du ram-
    Dam
    Je me connais
    Oui à Sing
    Sing
    Je finirai
    J'ai un coupe
    Coupe
    À cran d'arrêt

    Non rien n'aura raison de moi
    J'irai t'chercher ma Lolita
    Chez
    Les
    Yé-yé

    Sous les tam-
    Tams des Yé-yé yé
    Fais un flash
    Back au temps passé
    Est-ce qu't'en-
    Tends
    C'que j'te disais
    Je suis fou
    Fou
    Fou de t'aimer

    Non rien n'aura raison de moi
    J'irai chercher ma Lolita
    Chez
    Les
    Yé-yé

    Ni les tam-
    Tams
    Du Yé-yé yé
    Ni les gris
    Gris
    Que tu portais
    Da doo ron
    Ron
    Que tu écoutais
    Au bal doum
    Doum
    Où tu dansais

    Non rien n'aura raison de moi
    J'irai t'chercher ma Lolita
    Chez
    Les
    Yé-yé



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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    Raven In The Snow
    Composer(s): Bill Miller; John Flanagan
    Performer(s): Bill Miller



    With the wings of sorrow, I have taken flight Cloaked in the darkness like a thief in the night I have watched the farmer planting in his field And known that what he sows, is there for me to steal I take what I need, never more, never more In the art of survival, there's no rich there's no poor Time passes by, kingdoms come and go I've seen it all, I'm a raven in the snow I have watched the seekers searching for their gold The rape of the land, generations unfold Nations of the world, their rise and their fall I've watched it all, I'm a raven in the snow I have heard the crying, wailing in the wind Empty words and broken promises, time and time again Song of the sparrow, call of the crow Echo in the mountain and the valley's below The scarecrow and the hunter, can't keep me away The winter winds a blowin' couldn't lead me astray You can separate the flock still my colors would show I will stand out, like a raven in the snow




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    27-07-1975
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    The Maker
    Composer(s): Daniel Lanois
    First release by: Daniel Lanois - 1989



    Oh, Oh deep water
    Black, and cold like the night
    I stand with arms wide open
    I've run a twisted mile
    I'm a stranger
    in the eyes of the maker

    I could not see
    for fog in my eyes
    I could not feel
    for the fear in my life
    From across the great divide
    In the distance I saw a light
    Jean Baptiste
    walking to me with the maker

    My body is bent and broken
    by long and dangerous sleep
    I can't work the fields of Abraham
    and turn my head away
    I'm not a stranger
    in the hands of the maker

    Brother John
    Have you seen the homeless daughters
    standing there
    with broken wings
    I have seen the flaming swords
    there over east of Eden
    burning in the eyes of the maker
    burning in the eyes of the maker
    burning in the eyes of the maker
    burning in the eyes of the maker

    Oh river rise from your sleep...



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Chez Laurette Composer(s): Michel Delpech - Roland Vincent First release by: Michel Delpech - 1975 Covered by multiple other artists



    À sa façon de nous app'ler ses gosses
    On voyait bien qu'ell' nous aimait beaucoup
    C'était chez ell' que notre argent de poche
    Disparaissait dans les machines à sous

    Après les cours on allait boire un verre
    Quand on entrait Laurette souriait
    Et d'un seul coup nos leçons nos problèmes
    Disparaissaient quand ell' nous embrassait

    C'était bien, chez Laurette
    Quand on faisait la fête
    Elle venait vers nous.. Lau - rette

    C'é tait bien, c'était chouette
    Quand on était fauché
    Elle payait pour nous.. Lau - rette

    Et plus encore afin qu'on soit tranquille
    Dans son café y avait un coin pour nous
    On s'y mettait pour voir passer les filles
    Et j'en connais qui nous plaisaient beaucoup

    Si par hasard on avait l'âme en peine
    Laurette seule savait nous consoler
    Ell' nous parlait et l'on riait quand même
    En un clin d'œil ell' pouvait tout changer

    C'était bien chez Laurette
    On y retournera
    Pour ne pas l'oublier Iaurette

    Ce s'ra bien ce s'ra chouette
    Et l'on reparlera,
    Des histoir's du passé
    Chez Laurette

    Ce s'ra bien ce s'ra chouette
    Et l'on reparlera,
    Des histoir's du passé
    Chez Laurette



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Rave On!
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    Rave On! ((French Version: C'est Bon (Johnny Hallyday) - 1975)) Composer(s): Norman Petty - Bill Tilghman - Sonny West First recording/First release by: Sonny West - 1957/1958 Covered by multiple other artists



    We-a-he-a-hell, the little things you say and do
    Make me want to be with you-ah-ou

    Rave on, it's a crazy feeling and
    I know it's got me reeling
    I'm so glad... that you're revealing
    Your love for me

    Rave on, rave on and tell me
    Tell me... not to be lonely
    Tell me... you love me only
    Rave on for me

    Rave on, it's a crazy feeling and
    I know it's got me reeling
    I'm so glad... that you're revealing
    Your love for me

    Rave on, rave on and tell me
    Tell me... not to be lonely
    Tell me... you love me only
    Rave on for me



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    26-07-1975
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. The Maid With The Bonny Brown Hair
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    The Maid With The Bonny Brown Hair
    (Traditional)
    Performer(s): Cathal McConnel & Boys From The Lough



    As once I roved out very early
    To view the green meadows in Spring
    It was down by the side of a river
    I heard a fair damsel did sing

    And I stood in completest amazement
    I gazed on that maiden so fair
    She appeared to me brighter than Venus
    That maid with the bonny brown hair

    Her eyes they did shine like diamonds
    Her cheeks like the red rose in June
    Her skin was as white as the lily
    And her breath had the rarest perfume

    And a dress of the best speckled velvet
    This charming wee lass she did wear
    And chains of bright gold and pure silver
    Were twined in her bonny brown hair

    For a long while we courted together
    Till at last we named the wedding day
    And one day while conversing together
    Very kindly to me she did say

    "O, it's I have another far kinder
    My land and my fortune to share
    So farewell to you now and forever"
    Said the maid with the bonny brown hair

    As I walked down by the river
    I spied a ship from the proud land of Spain
    They were singing and dancing with pleasure
    But mine was a heart full of pain

    And as the ship sailed down the river
    I espied my old sweetheart so fair
    Quite content in the arms of another
    Was the maid with the bonny brown hair

    So farewell to my friends and relations
    Perchance I shall see you no more
    And when I'm in far distant nations
    Sure I'll sigh for my dear native shore

    When I'm in some far distant nation
    My land and my fortune to share
    I hope I'll get someone more kinder
    Than the maid with the bonny brown hair



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Cheyenne (Shy Ann)

    Cheyenne (Shy Ann)
    Composer(s): Harry H. Williams; Egbert Van Alstyne
    Performer(s): Billy Murray



    Way out in old Wyoming long ago
    Where coyotes lurk while night winds howl and blow
    A cowboy's lusty voice rang out "Hello"
    And echoed through the valley down below
    Then came back a maiden's answer sweet and clear
    Cowboy tossed his hat up in the air
    Said he, "I've come to take you right away from here
    Cheyenne they say is miles away, but they've a preacher there"
    Then she just drooped her eye, she was so very shy
    So shy, oh my!, and then he made reply

    Oooh-oooh-oooh
    Shy Ann, shy Ann, hop on my pony
    There's room here for two, Dear
    But after the ceremony
    We'll both ride back home, Dear, as one
    On my pony from old Cheyenne

    They rode that night and nearly half the day
    Cheyenne was sixty-seven miles away
    But when at last they galloped up the street
    The cowboy's pride was really hard to beat
    On his arm, his future bride a-carrying
    But beneath the little church's dome
    Said she, "I feel like turning back, not marrying"
    His face got red and then he said, "You will or you'll walk home
    If you ride back today, you honour and obey"
    "I will" she cried, then he was heard to say

    Oooh-oooh-oooh
    Shy Ann, shy Ann, hop on my pony
    There's room here for two, Dear
    But after the ceremony
    We'll both ride back home, Dear, as one
    On my pony from old Cheyenne



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Rats
    Composer(s): Syd Barrett
    Performer(s): Syd Barrett



    Got it hit down
    spot knock inside a spider
    says: "That's love yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!"
    "That's love yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!"
    says: "That's love - All know it
    TV, teeth, feet, peace, feel it...
    "That's love yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!"
    "That's love yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!"

    like the fall that brings me to
    I like the fall that brings me to
    I like the cord around sinew
    I make a cord around sinew

    Duck, the way to least is less
    Tea craving of the metal west
    'ell tomorrow's rain and test
    'ell tomorrow's rain and test
    Love an empty son and guess
    Love an empty son and guess
    pimples dangerous and blessed

    Heaving, arriving, tinkling
    mingling jets and statuettes
    seething wet we meeting fleck
    seething wet we meeting fleck
    lines and winds and crib and half
    each fair day I give you half
    of each fair day I give you half
    I look into your eyes and you,
    flathe in the sun for you...

    Bam, spastic, tactile engine
    heaving, crackle, slinky, dormy, roofy, wham
    I'll have them, fried bloke
    broken jardy, cardy, smoocho, moocho, paki, pufftle
    sploshette moxy, very smelly,
    cable, gable, splintra, channel
    top the seam he's taken off

    rats, rats lay down flat
    we don't need you, we act like that
    and if you think you're un-loved
    then we know about that...
    rats, rats, lay down flat!
    yes, yes, yes, yes, lay down flat!




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    25-07-1975
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    The Maid Of Tottenham
    (Traditional)



    As I came down from Tottenham
    Upon a market day
    'Twas there I spied a bonny lass
    Her clothing was so gay
    Her journey was to London
    With buttermilk and whey
    So we both jogged on together, my boys
    Sing fal the dal diddle al day

    God speed fair maid, says I to her
    You are well overtook
    At that she cast her head aside
    And gave to me a look
    That was as full of lechery
    As letters in a book
    And we both jogged on together, my boys
    Sing fal the dal diddle al day

    And as we walked along the road
    Together side by side
    This pretty maid of Tottenham
    Her garter came untied
    For fear that she might lose it
    Look out sweetheart, I cried
    Your garter's coming down my love
    Sing fal the dal diddle al day

    O now you've been so venturesome
    So venturesome and free
    O now you've been so venturesome
    Will you tie it up for me?
    O yes, o yes, if you'll come
    To the undergrove with me
    So we both jogged on together, my boys
    Sing fal the dal diddle al day

    I took her to the undergrove
    Among the grass so green
    The fair maid spread her legs so wide
    That I fell in between
    Such tying of a garter
    You have but seldom seen
    And we both jogged on together, my boys
    Sing fal the dal diddle al day

    O now you've had your will of me
    Pray tell to me your name
    Likewise your occupation
    From where and whence you came
    My name is Johnny the Rover
    From Dublin town I came
    And I live alongside of the Ups and Downs
    Sing fal the dal diddle al day

    So when she came to Tottenham
    Her butter was not sold
    By losing of her maidenhead
    Which made her blood run cold
    He's gone, he's gone, he's gone
    He's not the lad for me
    For he lives alongside of the Ups and Downs
    Sing fal the dal diddle al day



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Cheyenne
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    Cheyenne Composer(s): William Lava - Stanley D. Jones



    Cheyenne, Cheyenne, where will you be campin' tonight?
    Lonely man, Cheyenne, will your heart stay free and light?
    Dream, Cheyenne, of a girl you may never love
    Move along, Cheyenne, like the restless cloud up above

    The wind that blows, that comes and goes, has been your only home
    But will the wild wind one day cease and you'll no longer roam

    Move along, Cheyenne, the next pasture's always so green
    Driftin' on, Cheyenne don't forget the things you have seen
    And when you settle down where will it be, Cheyenne
    Cheyenne!



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    Ration Blues
    Composer(s): Antonio Casey;
    Collenane Clark; Louis Jordan
    Performer(s): Louis Jordan



    Baby, baby, baby
    What's wrong with Uncle Sam?
    He's cut down on my sugar
    Now he's messin' with my ham

    I got the ration blues, blue as I can be
    Poor me, I've got those ration blues

    I got to live on fourty ounces
    Of any kind of meat
    Those fourty little ounces
    Gotta last me all the week

    I got to cut down on my jelly
    It takes sugar to make it sweet
    I'm gonna steal all your jelly, baby
    And rob you of your meat

    I got the ration blues, blue as I can be
    Poor me, I've got those ration blues

    I like to wake up in the morning
    With my jelly by my side
    Since rationing started, baby
    You just take your stuff and hide

    They reduced my meat and sugar
    And rubber's disappearing fast
    You can't ride no more with poppa
    'Cause Uncle Sam wants my gas

    I got the ration blues, blue as I can be
    Poor me, I've got those ration blues




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    24-07-1975
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    The Maid Of Amsterdam
    (Traditional)
    Performer(s): Paul Clayton



    In Amsterdam there lived a maid
    Mark you well what I say!
    In Amsterdam there lives a maid
    And this fair maid my trust betrayed

    I'll go no more a roving, with you fair maid
    A roving, A roving, since roving's been my ru-i-in
    I'll go no more a roving, with you fair maid

    Her eyes are like two stars so bright
    Mark you well what I say
    Her eyes are like two stars so bright
    Her face is fair, her step is light

    I'll go no more a roving, with you fair maid
    A roving, A roving, since roving's been my ru-i-in
    I'll go no more a roving, with you fair maid

    I asked this fair maid to take a walk
    Mark well what I do say
    I asked this maid out for a walk
    That we might have some private talk

    I'll go no more a roving, with you fair maid
    A roving, A roving, since roving's been my ru-i-in
    I'll go no more a roving, with you fair maid

    Then I took this fair maid's lily white hand
    Mark well what I do say
    I took this fair maid's lily white hand
    In mine as we walked along the strand

    I'll go no more a roving, with you fair maid
    A roving, A roving, since roving's been my ru-i-in
    I'll go no more a roving, with you fair maid

    Then I put my arm around her waist
    Mark well what I do say!
    For I put my arm around her waist
    And from her lips snatched a kiss in haste!

    I'll go no more a roving, with you fair maid
    A roving, A roving, since roving's been my ru-i-in
    I'll go no more a roving, with you fair maid

    Then a great big Dutchman rammed my bow
    Mark well what I do say
    For a great big Dutchman rammed my bow
    And said, "Young man, dis bin mein vrow!"

    I'll go no more a roving, with you fair maid
    A roving, A roving, since roving's been my ru-i-in
    I'll go no more a roving, with you fair maid

    Then take warning boys, from me
    Mark well what I do say!
    So take a warning, boys, from me
    With other men's wives don't make too free

    I'll go no more a roving, with you fair maid
    A roving, A roving, since roving's been my ru-i-in
    I'll go no more a roving, with you fair maid

    For if you do you will surely rue
    Mark well what I do say!
    For if you do you will surely rue
    Your act, and find my words come true

    I'll go no more a roving, with you fair maid
    A roving, A roving, since roving's been my ru-i-in
    I'll go no more a roving, with you fair maid



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Chewy, Chewy
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    Chewy, Chewy
    Composer(s): Joey Levine - Arthur Resnick
    First release by: Ohio Express - 1968
    Covered by multiple other artists



    Chewy, Chewy, Chewy...
    Always got a mouthful of such sweet things to say
    Chewy's full of sugar and I love her that way

    Everytime you love me it's a real sugar treat
    Love me little chewy cause you do it so sweet

    Baby a living box of candy wrapped up so very fine
    Do it to me chewy chew me out of my mind

    Ooh I love to kiss her
    Love to hold her
    Love to miss her
    Love to scold her
    Love to love her like I do

    Oh little Chewy
    Don't know what you're doing to me
    But you're doing to me what I want you to



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Rat Trap
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    Rat Trap
    Composer(s): Bob Geldof
    Performer(s): The Boomtown Rats



    There was a lot of rocking going on that night
    Cruising time for the young bright lights
    Just down past the gasworks, by the meat factory door
    The five lamp boys were coming on strong
    The Saturday night city beat had already started
    And the pulse of the corner boys sprang into action
    And young Billy watched it all under the yellow street light
    And said "tonight of all nights there's gonna be a fight"

    Billy don't like it living here in this town
    He says the traps have been sprung long before he was born
    He says "hope bites the dust behind all the closed doors
    And pus and grime ooze from its scab crusted sores
    There's screaming and crying in the high rise blocks"
    It's a rat trap Billy but you're already caught
    But you can make it if you want to or you need it bad enough

    You're young and good looking and you're acting kind of tough
    Anyway it's Saturday night time to see what's going down
    Put on the bright suit Billy, head for the right side of town
    It's only 8 o'clock but you're already bored
    You don't know what it is but there's got to be more
    You'd better find a way out, hey kick down that door
    It's a rat trap and you've been caught

    In this town Billy says "everybody tries to tell you what to do"
    In this town Billy says "everybody says you gotta follow rules"
    You walk up to the traffic lights
    Switch from your left to right
    You push in that button, and that button comes alight
    It tells you
    Walk don't walk, Walk don't walk
    Talk don't talk, Talk don't talk
    Walk don't walk, Walk don't walk
    Talk don't talk, Talk don't talk
    Hey Billy take a walk, take a walk, take a walk
    Billy take a walk, take a walk, take a walk
    Billy take a walk, take a walk, take a walk
    Billy take a walk with me

    Little Judy's trying to watch "Top of the Pops"
    But mum and dad are fighting don't they ever stop
    She takes down her coat and walks out on the street
    It's cold on that road, but it's got that home beat
    Deep down in her pockets she finds 50p
    Now is that any way for a young girl to be
    "I'm gonna get out of school work in some factory
    Work all the hours God gave me get myself a little easy money"
    Now, now, now na na

    Her mind's made up, she walks down the road
    Her hands in her pockets, coat buttoned 'gainst the cold
    She finds Billy down at the Italion cafe
    And when he's drunk it's hard to understand what Billy says
    But then he mumbles in his coffee and suddenly roars
    It's a rat trap Judy and we've been caught!




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    23-07-1975
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    The Maharajah Of Magador
    Composer(s): John Jacob Loeb - Harris
    Performer(s): Vaughn Monroe & Ziggy Talent



    There's a rich Maharajah of Magador
    Who had ten thousand camels and maybe more
    He had rubies and pearls, and the loveliest girls
    But he didn't know how to do the rumba
    He could afford... a big reward
    So to his people one day he said
    Ah ha hahahahahahahahahahah
    (Ah ha hahahahahahahahahahah)
    Which means...
    Take my rubies and take my pearls
    Take my camels and take my girls
    Rumba lessons are wanted for
    The rich Maharajah of Magador
    Ah hahahahahahahahah

    So a slick little chick answered, "That's for me"
    Through the ad he had placed in Variety
    When she saw his expanse, she could tell at a glance
    That he'd never learn how to do the rumba
    He had his wealth, he had his health
    So he looked in her eyes and said
    Ah hahahahahahahahahha
    (Ah ha hahahahahahahahahahah)
    Take my rubies and take my pearls
    Take my camels, I'll keep my girls
    From now on you'll be working for
    The rich Maharajah of Magador
    Ah hahahahahahahaha

    He was anxious to learn, so she taught him right
    But she taught him the thrill of a moonlight night
    He discovered the bliss of a half promised kiss
    But he never learned how to do the rumba
    And on the day... she went away
    You could hear all the people say
    She took his rubies and took his pearls
    Took his camels and all his girls
    Took his money and what is more
    She made the rich Maharajah the poor Maharajah of Magador
    Ah hahahahahahahah



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Chewing Gum
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    Chewing Gum Composer(s): A.P. Carter Performer(s): The Carter Family and multiple other artists



    Mama sent me to the spring
    She told me not to stay
    I fell in love with a pretty little girl
    And could not get away

    Chawing chewing gum, chewing chawing gum
    Chawing chewing gum, chewing chawing gum

    First she give me peaches
    Then she give me pears
    Next she give me fifty cents
    Kissed me on the stairs

    Chawing chewing gum, chewing chawing gum
    Chawing chewing gum, chewing chawing gum

    Mommy don't 'low me to whistle
    Pappy don't 'low me to sing
    They don't 'low me to marry
    I'll marry just the same

    Chawing chewing gum, chewing chawing gum
    Chawing chewing gum, chewing chawing gum

    I wouldn't marry a preacher
    I'll tell you the reason why
    He hollers when he preaches
    Makes the people cry

    Chawing chewing gum, chewing chawing gum
    Chawing chewing gum, chewing chawing gum

    I wouldn't have a lawyer
    I'll tell you the reason why
    Every time he opens his mouth
    He tells a great big lie

    Chawing chewing gum, chewing chawing gum
    Chawing chewing gum, chewing chawing gum

    I wouldn't have a doctor
    I'll tell you the reason why
    He rides all over the country
    And makes the people die

    Chawing chewing gum, chewing chawing gum
    Chawing chewing gum, chewing chawing gum

    I wouldn't have a farmer
    I'll tell you the reason why
    Because he has so plenty to eat
    'Specially pumpkin pie

    Chawing chewing gum, chewing chawing gum
    Chawing chewing gum, chewing chawing gum

    I took my girl to a dance last night
    All the folks was there
    She took out her chewing gum
    And left it on a chair
    A nice young man came up and sat
    And asked my girl to dance
    When he tried to rise, he couldn't budge
    He was stuck fast by his pants

    Chawing chewing gum, chewing chawing gum
    Chawing chewing gum, chewing chawing gum

    I took my girl to church last night
    How do you reckon she done?
    She walked right up in the preacher's face
    And chawed her chewing gum

    Chawing chewing gum, chewing chawing gum
    Chawing chewing gum, chewing chawing gum

    I took my girl for a buggy ride
    And to watch the setting sun
    Just as I bent to kiss her
    She chawed her chewing gum
    I turned the buggy right around
    And straightaway home we come
    I might have been a married man
    If it hadn't been for gum!

    Chawing chewing gum, chewing chawing gum
    Chawing chewing gum, chewing chawing gum



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