Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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The Next Time Composer(s): Buddy Kaye - Philip Springer Performer(s): Cliff Richard
They say I'll love again some day a truer love will come my way, the next time But after you, there'll never be a next time for me
They say that I'll find happiness in someone else's warm caress, the next time I'll soon forget your kiss and heartache such as this will just be ancient history
They say that I'm a fool to weep that I won't go on losing sleep, the next time That someone else will mend the heart you've broken in two
But, how can I fall in love, the next time when I'm still so very much in love with you?
They say that I'm a fool to weep that I won't go on losing sleep, the next time That someone else will mend the heart you've broken in two
But, how can I fall in love, the next time when I'm still so very much in love with you?
We Like 2 Party
((Adapted from: Cielito Lindo (Trini Lopez) - 1963))
Composer(s): Quirino Mendoza y Cortés
Performer(s): Swoop
A ya ya ya We like to party So get up and dance, make love and romance Freak out, and join us to party
A ya ya ya We like to party So get up and dance, make love and romance Freak out, and join us to party
The girls on the left and boys on the right The party is on and I'm singin' With you on my side, we go chillin' Nobody can't stop, feel the rythm
Check out tonight, let's make it feel right Hot bodies and cool Desperados A world full of chicas y chicos The bartender, he can't stop singin'
A ya ya ya We like to party So get up and dance, make love and romance Freak out, and join us to party
We're still goin up (up), we're still goin down (down) So do what you want and be happy Seduce me and make me feel pretty I'll be you're girl, move you're body
You kiss me, I'm fallin' It's your name I'm callin' You make me feel pretty horny Give me you're love, do it slowly My dream will go on till the morning
A ya ya ya We like to party So get up and dance, make love and romance Freak out, and join us to party
Relight My Fire Composer(s): Dan Hartman Performer(s): Dan Hartman; and various other artists
Help me escape this feeling of insecurity I need you so much but I don't think you really need me But if we all stand up in the name of love And state the case of what we're dreamin' of I've got to say I only dream of you But like a thief in the night You took away the love that I knew
Relight my fire Your love is my only desire Relight my fire Cuz I need your love
Turn back the time till the days when our love was new, do you remember No matter what was happenin I was there with you, aha But if we all stand up for what we believe And maybe live within our possibilities The world would be wild for the dream So baby don't turn away Listen to what I gotta say
Relight my fire Your love is my only desire Relight my fire Cuz I need your love
Relight my fire Your love is my only desire Relight my fire Cuz I need your love
Yeah, you gotta be strong enough to walk on through the night (yeah) There's a new day on the other side(yeah) You gotta have hope in your soul Just keep on walkin Just keep on walkin
Strong enough to walk on through the night There's a new day on the other side Cos I got hope in my soul And I'll keep walking baby Keep on walking baby
The Next Man That I Marry Composer(s): Terry Cashman - Gene Pistilli - Tommy West Performer(s): Jim & Ingrid Croce
The last face that I looked on Can't recall too much about The image of it left me Each time the lights went out The last mind that I wandered I remember how I ran Just to find the road had ended Just where it began
The next man that I marry There ain't nothin' he won't do Most likely love me too much
The next hands that I hide in Will be warm and dry as smoke Just as satisfied to hold me As to dust my winter coat The next soul that I sleep in Will be soft as summer rain And when I need more lovin' He'll love me once again
The next man that I marry There ain't nothin' he won't do Most likely love me too much
The next man that I marry There ain't nothin' he won't do Most likely love me too much Just like you
Cielito Lindo
((English Version: We Like 2 Party (Swoop))
Composer(s): Quirino Mendoza y Cortés
First release by: Trini Lopez - 1963
Covered by multiple other artists
De la Sierra Morena Cielito lindo, vienen bajando Un par de ojitos negros Cielito lindo, de contrabando
Ay, ay, ay, ay Canta y no llores Porque cantando se alegran Cielito lindo, los corazones
Pajaro que abandona Cielito lindo, su primer nido Si lo encuentra ocupado Cielito lindo, bien merecido
Ay, ay, ay, ay Canta y no llores Porque cantando se alegran Cielito lindo, los corazones
Ese lunar que tienes Cielito lindo, junto a la boca No se lo des a nadie Cielito lindo que a mi me toca
Ay, ay, ay, ay Canta y no llores Porque cantando se alegran Cielito lindo, los corazones
Si tu boquita, morena Fuera de azucar, fuera de azucar Yo me lo pasaría Cielito lindo, chupa que chupa
Ay, ay, ay, ay Canta y no llores Porque cantando se alegran Cielito lindo, los corazones
De tu casa a la mía Cielito lindo, no hay más que un paso Ahora que estamos solos Cielito lindo, dame un abrazo
Ay, ay, ay, ay Canta y no llores Porque cantando se alegran Cielito lindo, los corazones
Don't you ever let a chance go by O Lord Don't you ever let a chance go by
'Cause up in Newcastle They have very strange mating habits All the young women of Newcastle Walk down the main street Which is called Hunter Street (for reasons which will become obvious later on in the song) And all the young men of Newcastle Drive down Hunter Street In their hot FJ Holdens With chrome-plated grease nipples and double reverse twin cam door handles Sitting eight abreast in the front seat And they would lean out the window And say real cool things to the sheilas on the footpath
Like uhhh.... 'G'day' And every now and then of course One of the young ladies thinks to herself uuum, uuuuuum
Don't you ever let a chance go by O Lord Don't you ever let a chance go by Don't you ever let a chance go by O Lord Don't you ever let a chance go by
Anyway there was this mob of blokes driving down Hunter Street In the front seat of their hot FJ With chrome-plated grease nipples and twin overhead foxtails And the cooolest of them all Who got to sit near the window Was young Normie
They pulled up outside the Parthenon milkbar And standing outside the Parthenon Was this beautiful looking sheila 'Oooohh'... 'Oooooohh'... said young Normie Who'd come top of his class in English 'Ooooohh'... he said So he leaned out the window and he said real suave like he said... 'Uh, G'day'
This nine foot tall Hells Angel Came out of the Parthenon milkbar He looked at Norm and said 'Oh what are ya!' Norm said 'What are you?' The bloke on the footpath said 'Do you wanna go do ya mate, eh' Norm said 'yeah, do you wanna go, mate' The bloke on the footpath said 'Yeah, I'll have a go' Norm said, 'Do you know who ya pickin'' The bloke on the footpath said 'Nooo, who am I pickin'' Norm said, 'You find out!'
And all of a sudden there was a break in the traffic As any young Newcastle lad knows When you are getting monstered by a nine foot tall Hells Angel And there's a break in the traffic...
Don't you ever let a chance go by O Lord Don't you ever let a chance go by Don't you ever let a chance go by O Lord Don't you ever let a chance go by
Don't you ever let a chance go by O Lord Don't you ever let a chance go by Don't you ever let a chance go by O Lord Don't you ever let a chance go by
Ciao Ciao Mon Amour
Composer(s): G. Garvarentz - A. Salvet - Mort Garson - Earl Shuman
Performer(s): Dalida
Ciao, ciao, ciao Baby ciao!
Si tu t'en vas ah, ah si tu me quittes Ne m'oublie pas ah, ah reviens-moi vite Ciao, ciao, ciao mon amour Moi j'attends ton retour
J'ai des sanglots oh, oh dans ma poitrine Je dis tout haut oh, oh l'âme chagrine Ciao, ciao, ciao mon amour Moi j'attends ton retour
Mais quand on est amoureux Amoureux comme nous deux Pas besoin de s'inquiéter Tout s'arrange dans un baiser
Quand tu t'en vas ah, ah quand tu me quittes Là dans mes bras ah, ah tu reviens vite Ciao, ciao, ciao mon amour Moi j'attends ton retour
Ciao, ciao, ciao Baby ciao!
Avec ferveur eur, eur je lis tes lettres Pour mon bonheur eur, eur c'est un bien-être Ciao, ciao, ciao mon amour Moi j'attends ton retour
Je veux ma main dans ta main Et mon cur tout près du tien Quand je dors entre tes bras Rien pour moi ne vaut tout ça ah, ah
Je serais là ah, ah sur la grand route Car tu viendras ah, ah sans aucun doute Ciao, ciao, ciao mon amour Moi j'attends ton retour Ciao, ciao, ciao mon amour Moi j'attends ton retour Ciao, ciao, ciao mon amour Moi j'attends ton retour
Relax Composer(s): Peter Gill; Holly Johnson; Mark O'Toole Performer(s): Frankie Goes To Hollywood
Oh oh Wee-ell-Now!
Relax don't do it When you want to go to it Relax don't do it When you want to come Relax don't do it When you want to come When you want to come
Relax don't do it When you want to to go to it Relax don't do it When you want to come Relax don't do it When you want to suck to it Relax don't do it When you want to come Come-oh oh oh
But shoot it in the right direction Make making it your intention-ooh yeah Live those dreams Scheme those schemes Got to hit me Hit me Hit me with those laser beams
I'm coming I'm coming-yeah
Relax don't do it When you want to go to it Relax don't do it When you want to come
Relax don't do it When you want to suck to it Relax don't do it (love) When you want to come When you want to come When you want to come Come-huh
The New Soft Shoe
Composer(s): Gram Parsons
Performer(s): Gram Parsons
It was forty or fifty years ago
A big shot played with time
Mister Walker held the door
And both kept Cord and line
Watched and checked on every single day
Building his own special cars
His very special way
Ooh! The new soft shoe
Ooh! The new soft shoe
And then walking through a southern road
I saw a shoeshine stand
A man was talking to a crowd
Holding slippers in his hands
Don't you know the same thing happens
Each and every day?
Did you ever hear a song
That's hard to even play?
Ooh! The new soft shoe
Ooh! The new soft shoe
Then a color TV broadcast
Snuck from New Orleans
Showed me one more man who spoke
and wore bright blue and green
When you saw him talk his way
Was when he showed his claws
And spoke to people every day
Just to get applause
Ooh! The new soft shoe
Ooh! The new soft shoe...
Ciao Ciao
((Adapted from: Downtown (Petula Clark) - 1964))
Composer(s): Tony Hatch - Vito Pallavicini
Performer(s): Petula Clark - 1965
Versions In Other Languages:
1965 - Dans Le Temps (Petula Clark)
1998 - Nachtblauw (Wendy Van Wanten)
Ritorno al mare dove ho sognato con te e sembra dirmi ciao Ciao, ciao!
Rivedo ancor i vecchi amici che ho e mi salutano Ciao, ciao!
E sulla spiaggia limpida non e' cambiato niente Sotto il sole caldo io ti cerco tra la gente so che ci sei Ecco mi hai vista, e tu mi vieni incontro correndo e stai sorridendomi Ciao, ciao! Grido chia mandoti Ciao, ciao! Amore ab bracciami Ciao, ciao! Sono tornata da te Ciao, ciao!
Tu non lo sai con quanta ansia aspettai di rivedere te Ciao, ciao! Ora di te non voglio perdere mai neanche un attimo Ciao, ciao!
Diventeranno facili i baci dell'estate Passeremo insieme cento ore innamorate ma poi verra' il giorno che partiro' Alla stazione verrai la mano tu agiti
Ciao, ciao! Io sto per piangere Ciao, ciao! Il treno va io grido Ciao, ciao! Non ti scordare di me Ciao, ciao!
Strumentale (Tu non lo sai) Ciao, ciao! Strumentale (Ora di te non) Ciao, ciao!
Diventeranno facili i baci dell'estate Passeremo insieme cento ore innamorate ma poi verra' il giorno che partiro'
Alla stazione verrai la mano tu agiti Ciao, ciao! Io sto per piangere Ciao, ciao! Il treno va io grido Ciao, ciao! Non ti scordare di me
Chemical change like a laser beam You've shattered the warning amber light Make me warm Let me see you moving everything over Smiling in my room You know you'll be inside of my mind soon
There are so many of you White shirt and tie, white shirt and tie White shirt and tie, wedding ring, wedding ring
Mulligan stew for Bloom The only Jew in the room Saxon's sick on the holy dregs And their constant getting throw up on his leg
Molly's gone to blazes Boylan's crotch amazes Any woman whose husband sleeps with his head All buried down at the foot of his bed
I've got his arm I've got his arm I've had it for weeks I've got his arm Stephen won't give his arm To no gold star mother's farm War's good business so give your son And I'd rather have my country die for me
Sell your mother for a Hershey bar Grow up looking like a car There are All you want to do is live All you want to do is give but Somehow it all falls apart!
New Girl In School Composer(s): Norman - Jan Berry - Brian Wilson - Roger Christian Performer(s): Jan & Dean
Pa pa do ronde ronde, do ronde ronde, do ronde ronde ooo
I got a fad for the new girl in school The guys are flippin', but I'm playin' it cool Everybody's passin' notes in class They really dig her now, she's such a gas
A pa pa pa pa do ronde ronde, do ronde ronde, do ronde ronde Do ronde ronde, do ronde ronde ooo, I've got a fad for the Do ronde ronde ooo
The chicks are jealous of the new girl in school They put her down & they treat her so cruel But the guys are goin' out of their minds She's the finest chick you'll ever find
A pa pa pa pa do ronde ronde, do ronde ronde, do ronde ronde Do ronde ronde, do ronde ronde ooo, I've got a fad for the Do ronde ronde ooo Pa pa do ronde ronde, do ronde ronde, do ronde ronde ooo
A pa pa pa pa do ronde ronde, do ronde ronde, do ronde ronde Do ronde ronde, do ronde ronde ooo, I've got a fad for the Do ronde ronde ooo
It won't belong till we're havin' a ball We'll walk & talk & we'll hold hands in the hall Never thought I'd make it through this year Sure was a drag till she transferred here
(repeat): A pa pa pa pa do ronde ronde, do ronde ronde...
Dans Le Temps
((Adapted from: Downtown (Petula Clark) - 1964))
Composer(s): Tony Hatch - Georges Aber
Performer(s): Petula Clark - 1965
Versions In Other Languages:
1965 - Ciao Ciao (Petula Clark)
1998 - Nachtblauw (Wendy Van Wanten)
Il n'y a plus dans cette ville la joie qu'il y avait avant Dans Le Temps Je suis perdue dans cette ville sans toi, toi qui maimais, pourtant Dans Le Temps Je m'en vais seule au long des rues retrouver le passé D'un amour qui n'existe plus, mais qui a commencé Dans cette ville J'ai beau chercher, mais plus rien; j'ai beau chercher dans les rues, mais Pourtant c'est en vain, tu sais
Dans Le Temps - quand on s'aimait, oh oui Dans Le Temps - je m'en souviens, oh oui Dans Le Temps - qui a passé depuis Dans Le Temps; Dans Le Temps Dans ce quartier où l'on ne vit que la nuit, il y a comme avant Dans Le Temps Autant de vie, de lumière et de bruit; on y venait souvent Dans Le Temps Au club où l'on allait danser, j'ai traîné mon ennui Quand le barman m'a vue entrer tout' seule, il a compris Ma grande peine Il n'a rien dit, mais je sais qu'il a compris; il a mis l'air Que l'on fredonnait, tu sais Dans Le Temps - quand on s'aimait, oh oui Dans Le Temps - tu t'en souviens, oh oui Dans Le Temps - qui a passé depuis Dans Le Temps; Dans Le Temps Dans cette ville rien n'a changé, si tu reviens un jour
Avec au cur quelque regrets, rêvant de notr' amour Dans cette ville Rien n'a changé, mais pourtant, tu vas marcher dans les rues, mais Rien n'est comme avant, tu sais
Dans Le Temps - quand on s'aimait, oh oui Dans Le Temps - tu t'en souviens, oh oui Dans Le Temps - qui a passé depuis Dans Le Temps; Dans Le Temps
Rejoice In The Sun Composer(s): Diane Lampert; Peter Schickele Performer(s): Joan Baez
Heels of children running wild in the sun like a forest is your child growing wild in the sun Doomed in his innocence in the sun
Gather your children to your side in the sun tell them all they love will die, tell them why, in the sun tell them it's not too late for today one by one tell them to harvest and rejoice --- in the sun
The Neverending Story
Composer(s): Keith Forsey - Giorgio Moroder
First release by: Limahl - 1984
Covered by multiple other artists
Turn around
Look at what you see
In her face
The mirror of your dreams
Make believe Im everywhere
Living in your life
Written on the pages
Is the answer to a
Neverending story
Reach the sky
Fly a fantasy
Dream a dream
And what you see will be
Rhymes that keep their secrets
Will unfold behind the clouds
And there upon the rainbow
Is the answer to a
Neverending story
Story
Show no fear
For she may fade away
In your hands
The birth of a new day
Rhymes that keep their secrets
Will unfold behind the clouds
And there upon the rainbow
Is the answer to a
Neverending story
Neverending story
Neverending story
Neverending story
Neverending story
Ciao Ragazzi Ciao
((English Version: Goodbye Boys Goodbye (Jay & the Americans))
Composer(s): Adriano Celentano - Mike DelPrete - Detto Mariano - Mogol Audio 2
Performer(s): Adriano Celentano
Ciao ragazzi ciao (ciao ragazzi ciao) perché non ridete più ora sono qui con voi Ciao ragazzi ciao (ciao ragazzi ciao) voglio dirvi che (voglio dirvi che) che vorrei per me grandi braccia perché finalmente potrei abbracciare tutti voi Ciao ragazzi ciao (ciao ragazzi ciao) voi sapete che (voi sapete che) che nel mondo c'e' c'e' chi prega per noi non piangete perché c'e' chi veglia su di noi
E dice ciao amici miei e voi con me direte ciao amici miei direte ciao Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah) Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah) La mia voce sarà (la tua voce sarà) mille voci perché (mille voci perché) voi cantate insieme a me (noi cantiamo insieme a te)
(Ciao ragazzi ciao) ciao ragazzi ciao (voglio dirvi che) voglio dirvi che che vorrei per me grandi braccia perché finalmente potrei abbracciare tutti voi
Reino De Todavía Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Viene girando un ángulo planetario golpeando las paredes del infinito descascarando el nácar del inventario violentando el remanso de lo prescrito
Ciertas presiones altas vienen girando en los celajes arremolinaciones travesuras del tiempo traspapelando vienen antecedentes de los ciclones
Lloran viejos obscenos, moralizantes almas crucificadas en los cincuenta con las lenguas sumidas en anhelantes saliveos al sexo de los noventa
Lloran niños dormidos, bien arropados en la eterna ilusión de salir mejores pero nadie se salva del pie forzado hay que crecer bailando con sinsabores
Balseros, navidades, absolutismo bautismos, testamentos, odio y ternura Nadie sabe qué cosa es el comunismo y eso puede ser pasto de la censura Nadie sabe qué cosa es el comunismo y eso puede ser pasto de la ventura
De entre todo lo triste y lo perdido se aproximan girando las estrellitas Nadie las ve avanzando por sobre el ruido de las tiendas legales y las proscritas
El sistema invisible tendrá su precio su frontera y tamaño, su analogía Dios le llaman algunos, otros Comercio mas para mi es el Reino de Todavía
Balseros, navidades, absolutismo bautismos, testamentos, odio y ternura Nadie sabe qué cosa es el comunismo y eso puede ser pasto de la censura Nadie sabe qué cosa es el comunismo y eso puede ser pasto de la ventura
The Needle And The Spoon Composer(s): Ronnie Van Zant - Allen Collins Performer(s): Lynyrd Skynyrd; The Ramblers; Pickin' On
Thirty days, lord and thirty nights I'm comin' home on an airplane flight Mama waitin' at the ticket line Tell me son why do you stand there cryin'
It was the needle and the spoon And a trip to the moon Took me away, took me away
I've been feelin' so sick and tired Got to get better, lord before I die Seven doctors couldn't help my head, they said You better quit, son before your dead
It was the needle and the spoon And a trip to the moon Took me away, took me away
Quit the needle Quit the spoon Quit the trip to the moon We gonna take you away Lord, we gonna take you away
It was the needle and the spoon
I've seen a lot of people who thought they were cool But then again, lord I've seen a lot of fools Well, I hope you people, lord can hear what I say You'll have your chance to hit it some day
It was the needle and the spoon And a trip to the moon Took me away, took me away
Don't mess with the needle or a spoon Or any trip to the moon It'll take you away
Lord, their gonna bury you boy Don't mess with the needle Now I know, I know, I know...
