Rakkauden Jälkeen
((Adapted from: Was Ich Dir Sagen Will (Udo Jürgens) - 1967))
Composer(s): Udo Jürgens - Joachim Fuchsberger - Kari Tuomisaari
Performer(s): Carola - 1968

Versions In Other Languages:
1967 - Che Vuoi Che Sia (Udo Jürgens)
1968 - The Music Played (Matt Monro)
1968 - Alguien Canto (Matt Monro)
1968 - E A Orquestra Tocou Uma Canção (Agnaldo Timóteo)
1969 - Bos Sokak (Ajda Pekkan)



Ei väli pöytien lie pitkäkään
vaan pöydän viereisen mä tuskin nään
Sun kanssas’ jakaa sen nyt toinen voi
Mä yksin kuuntelen, kun kaukaa soi

Kun hänet tanssimaan sä pyydät noin
niin hetkeen seuraavaan mä nähdä voin
Sun sanas’ uskoo hän ja unelmoi
Mä tiedän enemmän, nyt teille soi

Sä olit elänyt jo mua ennenkin
Etkä tiennyt kuinka pelkäsin
sä että vertaisit mua muihin 
Mutta näin, mä syliin toisen sua työnsin sylistäin

Niin selvin sanoin sain mä kuulla sen
nyt että oisin vain - se entinen
Mä sua ymmärrän - en mitään voi
Nään teidän lähtevän, ja vielä soi

On tyhjää pimeää, vain jossain soi

Chuck E.'s In Love
Composer(s): Rickie Lee Jones
Performer(s): Rickie Lee Jones; Kymaera



How come he don't come and PLP with me 
Down at the meter no more?
And how come he turn off the T.V. 
And he hang that sign on the door?
Well we call and we call  
How come, we say
Hell, what could make a boy behave this away
Yeah, well he learned all of the lines now

And everytime he don't a s-stutter when he talks
And it's true, it's true 
He sure has acquired this kinda cool 
And inspired sort of jazz when he walks
Where's his jacket and his old blue jeans?
Hey, if this ain't healthy it is some kinda clean
Fact is that

Chuck E.'s in love 
Yeah, yeah
Chuck E.'s in love 
No, no, no
Chuck E.'s in love 
Ah, ah
That Chuck E.'s in

Well, I don't believe what you're saying to me
This is something, I've got to see
Is he here? 
I look for him in the pool hall
Well is he here?
I look in the drug store
Well is he here? 
No, he don't come here no more

Well I tell you what I saw him
He was sitting behind us down at the Pantages
And whatever it is that he's got up his sleeve
Well, I hope it isn't contagious
What's her name? 
Is that her there?
Oh Christ, I think he's even combed his hair
And is that her
Well then what's her name?
Oh, it's never gonna be the same
That's not her
I know what's wrong
Cause Chuck E.'s in love 
With the little girl singing this song
And don't you know

Chuck E.'s in love 
Yeah, yeah
Chuck E.'s in love 
No, no, no
Chuck E.'s in love 
Ah, ah
Chuck E.'s in
Chuck E.'s in love 
Chuck E.'s in love 
He's in love
No, ho, no
With me

Reflections
Composer(s): Brian Holland;
Lamont Dozier; Edward Holland Jr.
Performer(s): Diana Ross & The Supremes



Through the mirror of my mind
Time after time
I see reflections of you and me 

Reflections of
The way life used to be
Reflections of
The love you took from me

Oh, I'm all alone now
No love to shield me
Trapped in a world
That's a distorted reality

Happiness you took from me
And left me alone
With only memories

Through the mirror of my mind
Through these tears that I'm crying
Reflects a hurt I can't control
'Cause although you're gone
I keep holding on
To the happy times
Oh, when you were mine

As I peer through the window
Of lost time
Looking over my yesterdays 
And all the love I gave all in vain
(All the love) All the love
That I've wasted 
(All the tears) All the tears
That I've tasted
All in vain

Through the hollow of my tears
I see a dream that's lost
From the hurt
That you have caused

Everywhere I turn
Seems like everything I see
Reflects the love that used to be

In you I put
All my faith and trust
Right before my eyes
My world has turned to dust

After all the nights
I sat alone and wept
Just a handful of promises
Are all that's left of loving you

Reflections of
The way life used to be
Reflections of
The love you took from me

In you I put
All my faith and trust
Right before my eyes
My world has turned to dust...

The Music Of The Night
Composer(s): Andrew Lloyd Webber - Richard Stilgoe - Charles Hart
First performance by: Michael Crawford - 1986
Covered by multiple other artists



Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation
Darkness stirs and wakes imagination
Silently the senses abandon their defences

Slowly, gently, night unfurls its splendour
Grasp it, sense it, tremulous and tender
Turn your face away from the garish light of day
Turn your face away from cold, unfeeling light
And listen to the music of the night

Close you eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams
Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before
Close your eyes, let your spirit start to soar
And you'll live as you've never lived before

Softly, deftly, music shall caress you
Hear it, feel it, secretly possess you
Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind
In this darkness which you know you cannot fight
The darkness of the music of the night

Let your mind start a journey through a strange, new world
Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before
Let your soul take you where you long to go
Only then can you belong to me

Floating, falling, sweet intoxication
Touch me, trust me, savour each sensation
Let the dream begin, let your darker side give in
To the harmony which dreams alone can write
The power of the music of the night

You alone can make my song take flight
Help me make the music of the night

The Music Of The Night
Composer(s): Andrew Lloyd Webber - Richard Stilgoe - Charles Hart
First performance by: Michael Crawford - 1986
Covered by multiple other artists



Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation
Darkness stirs and wakes imagination
Silently the senses abandon their defences

Slowly, gently, night unfurls its splendour
Grasp it, sense it, tremulous and tender
Turn your face away from the garish light of day
Turn your face away from cold, unfeeling light
And listen to the music of the night

Close you eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams
Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before
Close your eyes, let your spirit start to soar
And you'll live as you've never lived before

Softly, deftly, music shall caress you
Hear it, feel it, secretly possess you
Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind
In this darkness which you know you cannot fight
The darkness of the music of the night

Let your mind start a journey through a strange, new world
Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before
Let your soul take you where you long to go
Only then can you belong to me

Floating, falling, sweet intoxication
Touch me, trust me, savour each sensation
Let the dream begin, let your darker side give in
To the harmony which dreams alone can write
The power of the music of the night

You alone can make my song take flight
Help me make the music of the night

Chronique Pour L'an 2000
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell



Peuple de l'an 2000
Je viens, braves gens
De la nuit des temps
Parler d'un passé
Peut-être oublié
Mais très excitant
Les hommes sur la Terre
S'aimaient comme des frères
Et leur seul but sacré
S'appelait tiercé
Qu'ils répudiaient parfois
Pour un beau porte-clés

C'est au milieu
De cette joie tranquille
Que se déclencha
La grande bataille
Qu'on appela terrible
Et qui opposa
Deux de nos idoles
Nommées dans le vent
Qui pour une mèche de cheveux
Aux poudres mirent le feu
Partageant la planète
En deux clans très curieux

Beatniks et antis
Tels étaient leurs slogans
Guitares et ciseaux
Leurs seules armes
Du moment
Moi qui n'était que bon enfant
Je fus nommé sur le champ
Arbitre pour ce match sanglant

Rejetant mes conseils
Maintes fois prodigués
La lutte a continué
Ils préféraient se battre
Refusant de penser
Que venant les années
À quarante ans leurs crânes
Seraient désertés
Mais ils me rétorquaient 
"Toi reste dans ton coin
Et laisse-nous profiter
De cette publicité"

Beatniks et antis
Tels étaient leurs slogans
Guitares et ciseaux
Leurs seules armes
Du moment
Les Casques Bleus furent débordés
Les lois de la guerre renversées
Oui, le Monde fut bouleversé

La morale de cette chronique
Est simple à constater 
Les cheveux sont ingrats
À quoi bon les chanter?
Braves gens de l'An 2000
Je ne vous souhaite pas
Cette guerre civile
Terrible qui un jour nous arriva!

Reflected
Composer(s): Michael Bruce; Glen Buxton;
Alice Cooper; Dennis Dunaway; Neal Smith
Performer(s): Alice Cooper; Dramarama



Look upstanding with your head held high
You will be reflected
You look outstanding with your eyes in disguise
Just beyond your mask-qes

Holy, Hollywood (he), it's divine
I'm surely glad, I'm surely all the time
And even though I'm, you will always hear

Very rarely worry upmost constantly
Could you be receptive
Our life's outstanding in a shower please
Wet my skids a plenty

Baby, what a day all over town
I'm surely glad, I'm surely all around
And even since I knew, it's all so clear

You will be reflected
You will be reflected
You will be reflected
You will be reflected, reflected

Yeah...

The Music Goes Round And Round
Composer(s): Mike Riley - Eddie Farley
Performer(s): Riley-Farley & The Onyx Club Boys
and multiple other artists



I blow thru here
The music goes 'round and around
Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho
And it comes out here

I push the first valve down
The music goes down and around
Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho
And it comes out here

I push the middle valve down
The music goes down around below
Below, below, deedle-dee-ho-ho-ho
Listen to the jazz come out

I push the other valve down
The music goes 'round and around
Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho
And it comes out here

Chrome
Composer(s): Joe Jackson
Performer(s): Joe Jackson Band



You always were the special one
The breath of air, the heap of fun
You always had a kind of light
That might dismay or might delight

I thought about you all along
I used to doubt you
Guess I was wrong

Now you shine like chrome
You’re a star and bold like chrome
And from Tokyo to Rome
We’re all aware of you
Now you shine like chrome
You’re so hard and cold like chrome
And I’d like to take you home
But I’m scared of you

It’s nice to see you looking well
I know your age, but I won’t tell
You always had a kind of glow
You’re luminous
But I guess you know

I see it clearly
You’re gonna shine
I never really thought you’d be mine

Now you shine like chrome
You’re a star and bold like chrome
And from Tokyo to Rome
We’re all aware of you
Now you shine like chrome
You’re so hard and cold like chrome
And I’d like to take you home
But I’m scared of you

Reet Petite And Gone
Composer(s): Louis Jordan; Julia Lee
Performer(s): Louis Jordan;
and various other artists



I got a girl who beats 'em all
She isn't too short and she isn't too tall
She's in the groove and she's right on the ball
'Cause she's reet, petite and gone 

Oh what a babe, she's the tops
When we go out they don't need traffic cops
'Cause one look at her and the traffic stops
She is reet, petite and gone

When the boys all gather 'round at night to have a ball
Now that I've got this fine gal, I don't pay no mind at all

No more nights at sloppy Joe's
No more bettin' on the nose
I'll give up all my fancy clothes
'Cause she's reet, petite and gone

This time I'm gonna do things right
Never let my baby out of my sight
We'll tie the knot and tie it tight
'Cause she's reet, petite and gone

Got some money in my jeans
Feeling like a man of means
But I'll give up all those other queens
'Cause she's reet, petite and gone 

That chick has really changed my attitude
Whenever I gaze on her pulchritude
I'm telling you boys, she's so mighty fine
She's got me all wrapped up like a ball of twine

All the other girls, they leave me cold
You can't compare brass to fourteen-carat gold
When they made her, they broke the mold
She is reet, petite and gone

I got a girl who beats 'em all
She isn't too short and she isn't too tall
She's in the groove and she's right on the ball
'Cause she's reet, petite and gone

The Muppet Show Theme
Composer(s): Jim Henson - Sam Pottle
Performer(s): The Muppets
and multiple other artists



It's time to play the music
It's time to light the lights
It's time to meet the Muppets on the Muppet Show tonight

It's time to put on makeup
It's time to dress up right
It's time to raise the curtain on the Muppet Show tonight

Why do we always come here
I guess we'll never know
It's like a kind of torture
To have to watch the show

And now let's get things started
Why don't you get things started
It's time to get things started
On the most sensational inspirational celebrational Muppetational
This is what we call the Muppet Show

Christopher Columbus
Composer(s): Terry Gilkyson
Performer(s): Guy Mitchell; Terry Gilkyson



(Let me fly, fly, fly stormy water
Let me walk on the bottom of the rollin’ sea
Let me run, run, run around this great and fertile land
‘Cos this world ain’t big enough for me)
Columbus say to the Spanish King
“I’ll let you in on a mighty fine thing
I aim to prove that the world is round
United States ain’t never been found”
(United States ain’t never been found)
“Now gimme ships,” old Columbus say
“I’ll sail to China the shorter way”
The king, he say “This world is flat
Sail too far and where you at?”
Let me fly, fly, fly stormy water
Let me walk on the bottom of the rollin’ sea
(Let me run, run, run around this great and fertile land
‘Cos this world ain’t big enough for me, oh no)
The world ain’t big enough for me
Now Queen Isabella, she gave heed
Said “Go buy the ships you need
Take my jewels but travel slow
‘Cos you might fall down to the world below.”
(Might fall down to the world below)
Crew was a-yellin’ “Turn back home
We ain’t ready for the Kingdom Come”
Look-out hollered, “Land I see,
Why there’s the Statue of Liberty”
Let me fly, fly, fly stormy water
Let me walk on the bottom of the rollin’ sea
Oh, let me run, run, run around this great and fertile land
‘Cos this world ain’t big enough for me
(Oh no)
The world ain’t big enough for me
Now all of the Indians come out then
To welcome Chris and the hungry men
“Step right up and have a little bite
And the Rotary meets on Monday night”
(Rotary meets on a Monday night)
Columbus sailed right home again
Ship load of gold for the Queen of Spain
King, he say, a-kickin’ at the ground
“Always know’d that the world was round”
Let me fly, fly, fly stormy water
Let me walk on the bottom of the rollin’ sea
(Let me run, run, run around this great and fertile land
‘Cos this world ain’t big enough for me Oh no)
The world ain’t big enough for me
The world... Ain’t big enough...
For me

Reet Petite
Composer(s): Berry Gordy Jr.; Tyran Carlo
Performer(s): Jackie Wilson;
and various other artists



Well, lookabout, lookabout
lookabout, lookabout, oooooh-weee
Lookabout, lookabout, lookabout, oooooo-weee
Ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ooooo-weee

Well, she's so fine, fine, fine
She's so fine, fa-fa-fine
She's so fi-i-i-i-i-ine
She's so fine, fine, fine
She's really sweet, the finest girl you ever wanna meet

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Rrrr-Reet Petite, the finest girl you ever wanna meet

Well, have you ever seen a girl for whom your soul you'd give
For whom you'd fight for, die for, pray to
God you'd lie for
She's so fine, she's so fine, she's really sweet
The finest girl you ever wanna meet

Well, she really fills her clothes from her head to toe
I want the world
to know, I love her, love her so
She's alright, she's alright, she's alright
She loves me all the day and night

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Rrrr-Reet Petite, the finest girl you ever wanna meet
Oooohhhh

Well, she's like honey from a bee
And like peaches from a tree
I love her, need her to be so close to me
She's alright, she's got what it takes
She's got what it takes and with a-me she really rates

Well, oh, now she's my cutie, my tutti fruitti,
My heart, my love, my bathin' beauty
She's alright, she's got just what
it takes
She's got what it takes and with a-me she really rates

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Rrrr-Reet Petite, the finest girl you ever wanna meet
Rrrr-Reet Petite, the finest girl you ever wanna meet
Rrrr-Reet Petite, the finest girl you ever wanna meet

Did My Heart Beat?
Composer(s): Benee Russell - George W. Meyer - Pete Wendling
Performer(s): Pat O'Malley



Did my heart beat
The moment that I looked at you
Did my heart beat
And say that no-one else would do
Just one little stumble
Did I take a tumble
And did I fall in love

Was my face red
I hardly knew just what to say
Was my face red
I must have shown it every way
Just one little stumble
Did I take a tumble
And did I fall in love

We talked awhile of this and that
The night was so divine
We walked awhile and then we sat
Then suddenly your lips met mine

Did I run home
And tell it to the family
Did I run home
To tell them you belong to me
Just one little stumble
Did I take a tumble
And did I fall in love

Christopher Columbus
Composer(s): Chuck Berry - Andy Razaf
Performer(s): Andy Kirk



Mister Christopher columbus
Sailed the sea without a compass
When his men began a rumpus
Up spoke, Christopher Columbus

There is land somewhere
Until we get there
We will not go wrong
If we sing, "swing a song"

Since the world is round
We'll be safe and sound
Til our goal is found
We'll just keep rhythm bound

Soon the crew was makin merry 
Then came a yell, "Let's drink to Isabelle
Hum, bring the rum, Ho Hum"

No more mutiny, 
What a time at sea
With di-plo-ma-cy
Christy made his-to-ry

Mister Christopher Columbus
He used rhythm as a compass
Music ended all the rumpus
Wise old Christopher Columbus

Reelin' In The Years
Composer(s): Walter Becker; Donald Fagen
Performer(s): Steely Dan;
Eddie M.; Marvelous 3



Your everlasting summer 
You can see it fading fast 
So you grab a piece of something 
That you think is gonna last 
You wouldn't know a diamond 
If you held it in your hand 
The things you think are precious 
I can't understand 

Chorus: 
Are you reelin' in the years 
Stowin' away the time 
Are you gatherin' up the tears 
Have you had enough of mine 

You been tellin' me you're a genius 
Since you were seventeen 
In all the time I've known you 
I still don't know what you mean 
The weekend at the college 
Didn't turn out like you planned 
The things that pass for knowledge 
I can't understand 

Chorus 

I spent a lot of money 
And I spent a lot of time 
The trip we made in Hollywood 
Is etched upon my mind 
After all the things we've done and seen 
You find another man 
The things you think are useless 
I can't understand 

Chorus

The Munsters
Composer(s): Jack Marshall
First performance: 1964



When you are walking down the street at night
And behind you theres no one in view
But you hear mysterious feet at night
Then The Munsters are following you!

If you should meet this strange family
Just forget what some people have said
The Munsters may shake your hand clammily
But they're not necessarily dead

Behind their house you musn't be afraid
To see a figure digging with a spade!
Perhaps someone didn't quite make the grade
with The Munsters, with The Munsters

If when you're sleeping you dream a lot
Ghoulish nightmares parade through your head
And then you wake up and scream a lot
Oh, The Munsters are under your bed!

At midnight if creatures should prowl about
And if vampires and vultures swoop down
And werewolves and feinds shreik and howl about
Oh, The Munsters are out on the town!

One night I dared peak through their window screen
My hair turned white at such a crazy scene!
Because every evening its Halloween
At The Munsters', at The Munsters'!

Christmas Time Is Here
Composer(s): Vince Guaraldi; Lee Mendelson
First release by: Vince Guaraldi Trio - 1965
Covered by various other artists



Christmas time is here
Happiness and cheer
Fun for all, that children call
Their favorite time of year
Snowflakes in the air
Carols everywhere
Olden times and ancient rhymes
Of love and dreams to share
Sleigh bells in the air
Beauty everywhere
Yuletide by the fireside
And joyful memories there
Christmas time is here
Families drawing near
Oh, that we could always see
Such spirit through the year
Sleigh bells in the air
Beauty everywhere
Yuletide by the fireside
And joyful memories there
Christmas time is here
Families drawing near
Oh, that we could always see
A favorite time of year

Reelin' And Rockin'
French Version: Rock 'N' Road
Composer(s): Chuck Berry
Performer(s): Chuck Berry



Reelin' And Rockin'

Some-times I will, then again I think I won't
Some-times I will, then again I think I won't
Some- times I do, then again I think I don't

Well, I looked at my watch it was nine twenty one
'twas at a rock 'n' roll dance havin' nothin' but fun
We were rollin' reelin' and a-rockin'
We were reelin' and a-rockin' and rollin' till the break of dawn

Well, I looked at my watch, it was nine thirty-two
There's nothin' I'd rather do than dance with you
We were rollin', reelin' and a-rockin'...

Well, I looked at my watch, it was nine forty-three
And every time I'd spin, she'd spin with me
We were reelin', reelin' and a-rockin', ...

Well, I looked at my watch, it was nine fifty-four
I said, "Dance ballerina girl, go, go, go!"
We were rollin, reelin' and a-rockin' ...

Well, I looked at my watch, it was ten o-five,
Man, I didn't know whether I was dead or alive!
But I was rollin', reelin' and a-rockin'....

Well, I looked at my watch, it was ten twenty-six
But I'm a keep on dancin' till I got my kicks!
We were reelin', reelin' and a-rockin'.....

Well, I looked at my watch, it was ten twenty-eight
I gotta get my kicks before it gets too late!
We were reelin', reelin' and a-rockin' ....

Well, I looked at my watch, it was ten twenty-nine
I had to hold her hand, she was still holdin' mine!
We were reelin', reelin' and a-rockin'. ....

Well, I looked at my watch, and to my surprise,
I was dancin' with a woman who was twice my size!
We were reelin', reelin' and a-rockin' .....

Well, I looked at my watch, and it was time to go
The band leader said, "We ain't playin' no mo'!"
We were reelin', reelin', and a-rockin'....

The Mummers' Dance
Composer(s): Loreena McKennitt
Performer(s): Loreena McKennitt
and multiple other artists



When in the springtime of the year
When the trees are crowned with leaves
When the ash and oak, and the birch and yew
Are dressed in ribbons fair

When owls call the breathless moon
In the blue veil of the night
The shadows of the trees appear
Amidst the lantern light

We've been rambling all the night
And some time of this day
Now returning back again
we bring a garland gay

Who will go down to those shady groves
And summon the shadows there
And tie a ribbon on those sheltering arms
In the springtime of the year

The songs of birds seem to fill the wood
That when the fiddler plays
All their voices can be heard
Long past their woodland days

We've been rambling all the night
And some time of this day
Now returning back again
we bring a garland gay

And so they linked their hands and danced
Round in circles and in rows
And so the journey of the night descends
When all the shades are gone

A garland gay we bring you here
And at your door we stand
It is a sprout well budded out
The work of Our Lord's hand

We've been rambling all the night
And some time of this day
Now returning back again
we bring a garland gay