The Pleasure Of Your Company 
Composer(s): Johnny Mercer - André Previn
Performer(s): Bing Crosby; Johnny Mercer



May I have the pleasure of your company? 
On this crazy quilt adventure we call life? 
If I can have the pleasure of your company

I'll guide you through the pitfalls like a wife 
Old boy, old bean, by that I mean, you have a pal on whom to lean 
A buddy in your hour of need, a friend in deed! 

So may I have the pleasure of your company? 
To tag a long wherever fate may lead! 
May I lead! 

May I have the pleasure of your company? 
As we trip the light fantastic we call life? 
If I can have the pleasure of your company
I'll be a Robbie Burns to your Will Fyfee
Old chap, old bean, by that I mean, we'll find a bar which to lean
Becoming at increasing speed, fast friends in deed 

So may I have the pleasure of your company? 
To tag along wherever fate may lead! 
May I lead!

Cine, Cine
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute



Recuerdo bien
aquellos «cuatrocientos golpes» de Truffaut
y el travelling con el pequeño desertor
Antoine Doinel
playa a través
buscando un mar que parecía más un paredón
Y el happy-end
que la censura travestida en voz en off
sobrepusiera al pesimismo del autor
nos hizo ver
que un mundo cruel
se salva con una homilía fuera del guión
Cine, cine, cine
más cine por favor
que todo en la vida es cine
y los sueños
cine son
Al fin llegó
el día tan temido más allá del mar
previsto por los grises de Henri Decae
cuánta razón
tuvo el censor
Antoine Doinel murió en su «domicilio conyugal»
Pido perdón
por confundir el cine con la realidad
no es fácil olvidar Cahiers du cinéma
le Mac Mahon
eso pasó
son olas viejas con resacas de la nouvelle vague
Cine, cine, cine...

Remember Tomorrow
Composer(s): Steve Harris; Paul Di'Anno
Performer(s): Iron Maiden;
and various other artists



Unchain the colours before my eyes
Yesterday's sorrows, tomorrow's white lies
Scan the horizon, the clouds take me higher
I shall return from out of fire

Tears for rememberance, and tears for joy
Tears for somebody and this lonely boy
Out in the madness, the all seeing eye
Flickers above us, to light up the sky

Unchain the colours before my eyes
Yesterday's sorrows, tomorrow's white lies
Scan the horizon, the clouds take me higher
I shall return from out of fire

The Pleasure Of Her Company
Composer(s): Harry Warren - Mack Gordon
Performer(s): Vic Damone



The Golden Gate from the top of the mark
The lights below, like jewels in the dark
I'd trade you every memory
For the pleasure of her company

The fun of taking a cable car ride
The lonely steamer that waits for the tide
I'd give you all these, cheerfully
For the pleasure of her company

Sometimes when we're just dining
A sandwich seems like such a treat
There are no candles, but still they're shining
They start to gleam when our eyes meet

There are some pleasures we mortals can't know
They're known to angels alone, even so
I'm sure the angels envy me
The pleasure of her company

I'm sure the angels envy me
The pleasure of her company

Cindy's Birthday
Composer(s): Joe Hooven - Hal Winn
Performer(s): Johnny Crawford; Shane Fenton & the Fentones



No time for the movie show, TV, or the radio
Gotta write a symphony, end it with some poetry
Tie them with a ribbon made of gold and give them to Cindy
Today is Cindy's birthday

No time for geometry, 'rithmetic, or history
Gotta write a song from my heart, then pick the greatest work of art
Tie them with a ribbon made of gold and give them to Cindy
Today is Cindy's birthday

No time to do the Twist, don't mind all the things I miss
Gotta write a melody, write it from the heart of me
Tie it with a ribbon made of gold and give it to Cindy
Today is Cindy's birthday

Yes, Cindy's happy birthday

Remember Then
Composer(s): Beverly Ross / Tony Powers / Stan Vincent
Performer(s): The Earls;
and various other artists



Re-mem-mem, re-mem-mem-mem-ber oop-shoop
Re-mem-mem, re-mem-mem-mem-ber oop-shoop
Re-mem-mem, re-mem-mem-mem-ber oop-shoop then
Then, remember then

That night we fell in love
Beneath the stars above
That was a lovely summer night
Remember then, then, then, then, then

Summer's over
Our love is over
To lose that love was such a sin
Remember then, then, then, then, then

Remember, re-mem-mem, mem-mem-mem-mem-ber
(lead) Our love is in the past
(backups) patta-past
(lead) Oh, has it gone so fast
(backups) patta-past
(lead) Why couldn't our love last?
(backups) Can't last
(backups) Wop, wop, patta patta pop-pop, shoo-wop-dah bop bop, ooh

I'm broken-hearted now
Since we have parted now
My mind wanders now and then
Remember then, then, then, then, then

Re-mem-mem, re-mem-mem-mem-ber

Pleasure Cruise
Performer(s): George Formby



Holiday time, some sunny clime, calling to you and me
You quickly choose a wonderful cruise, out on the open sea
The first day you're content, you're awfully glad you went
On a pleasure cruise to drive away your blues
The pleasures of a pleasure cruise

Down the companion way you fall ten times a day
Someone finds you sitting on the point of the Captain's compass
On the deck you nearly break your neck, your sea legs you can't use
You dive into the ocean for a swim, it's such a lark
Till you find you've been bitten in the bulwarks by a shark
Oh, what a pleasure cruise to drive away your blues
The pleasures of a pleasure cruise

Steamers and tramps show coloured lamps
Amber and green and red
Your ship runs aground, but somehow you've found 
The street traffic lights instead
You sail once more then find, you've left half the ship behind
On a pleasure cruise to drive away your blues
The pleasures of a pleasure cruise

Your cabin's far too small, you've got no room at all
Someone finds you sitting in your bunk with your feet through the porthole
One dark night I turn first left, then right, my way I seemed to lose
A honeymooning couple, they created such a scene
Because I was discovered where the bridegroom should have been
Oh, what a pleasure cruise to drive away your blues
The pleasures of a pleasure cruise

(Oh, what a pleasure cruise to drive away your blues)
(The pleasures of a pleasure cruise)

Cindy, You're My Dream
Composer(s): J.B. Mullen



Don't know what's the matter with me
I ain't feelin' the same
Since I met Miss Cindy Lee, folks say I'm insane
Thinkin' 'bout her all the time

Guess this darkey's in love
Night and day, when at work or play
I'm a-thinkin' of this turtle dove
Oh!

Cindy, you're my dream
For, ever since I met you, honey gal
I seem to have a funny feelin'
here within the region of my heart

Got it good and smart
From the very start
Cindy, you're the cream
Of all the yaller gals that I have ever seen

In the night or in the mornin'
When it's fine or when it's stormin'
Cindy, you're my dream

Birds sing sweeter than before I met Cindy Lee
Loafin' 'round ain't got no more Fascination for me
Goin' to buy some bran new clothes
Dress up mighty gay
Like a dove, on the wing of love
I will coo and this is what I'll say
Oh!

Cindy, you're my dream
For, ever since I met you, honey gal
I seem to have a funny feelin'
here within the region of my heart

Remember The Rain
((Italian Version: È La Pioggia Che Va (The Rokes) - 1966))
Composer(s): Bob Lind
First release by: Bob Lind - 1966



Angel that you are
You still remember summer walks
And quiet talks we had before our clouds were broken
In the heaven of your mind
Your hopeful heart has put behind
All the ugly jealous times our hearts were aching
Now that your pain has been mended
You're only seeing one side
Behind the bright easy laughter
Rivers of tears have been cried
So remember the rain
When you think of the sunshine
You've got to try and see
That's it's gone for you and me
And there is no way to bring it back again
In a sad unstable way I love you more than I can say
But it's locked in yesterday and must remain there
The gentle prisoner in the stall
Sometimes forgets the very walls
That gave her shelter in the fall have also chained her
Drink from the spring of tomorrow
Yesterday's well has gone dry
All the good times are behind us
Whenever you ask yourself why
Just remember the rain when you think of the sunshine
On the ocean of a smile we floated easy for awhile
But now we're drifted to the shore where beauty dies
It isn't easy to explain
I never dreamed you felt the same
And even though you're not to blame we can't continue
Don't let yourself pretend that we've got something to defend
You've got to try to face the end with all that's in you
I can't deny that I love you
But my soul can no longer be bound
Fly on the wings of your freedom
But whenever you look to the ground
Just remember the rain when you think of the sunshine
Try to understand that it's fallen from our hands
And just be thankful that your soul is still your own

Planet Of New Orleans
Composer(s): Mark Knopfler
Performer(s): Dire Straits



Standin' on the corner
Of Toulouse and Dauphine
Waitin' on Marie-Ondine
I'm tryin' to place a tune
Under a Louisiana moonbeam
On the planet of New Orleans

In a bar they call The Saturn
And in her eyes of green
And somethin' that she said in a dream
Inside of my suit I got my mojo root
And a true love figurine
For the planet of New Orleans

New Orleans - the other planet
With other life upon it
And everythin' that's shakin' in between
If you should ever land upon it
You better know what's on it
The planet of New Orleans

Now I'm tryin' to find my way
Through the rain and the steam
I'm lookin' straight ahead through the screen
And then I heard her say
Somethin' in the Limousine
'Bout takin' a ride across the planet of New Orleans

If she was an ace
And I was just a jack
And the cards were never seen
We could have been the king and queen
But she took me back to her courtyard
Where magnolia perfume screams
Behind the gates and the granite
Of the planet of New Orleans

Cindy, Oh Cindy
((Dutch Version: Cindy, Oh Cindy (Will Tura) - 1980))
Composer(s): Bob Barron - Burt Long
First release by: Vince Martin and The Tarriers - 1956
Covered by multiple other artists



Go like this...
All right, knock it off
Cindy, Oh Cindy
Bye Mom

One-two, a one-two-three

I joined the Navy to see the world
But nowhere could I find
A girl as sweet as Cindy
The girl I left behind
I've searched the wide world over
Can't get her out of my mind

Cindy, oh Cindy
(C-Cindy, C-Cindy)
Cindy don't let me down
(C-Cindy, C-Cindy)
Write me a letter, dear
(C-Cindy, C-Cindy)
And I'll be homeward bound
(C-Cindy, C-Cindy)

I see her face in every wave
Her lips kiss every breeze
Her loving arms reach out to me
Through calm and stormy sea
At night I face the lonely day
Caressed by memories

Cindy, oh Cindy
(C-Cindy, C-Cindy)
Cindy don't let me down
(C-Cindy, C-Cindy)
Write me a letter, dear
(C-Cindy, C-Cindy)
And I'll be homeward bound
(C-Cindy, C-Cindy)

I know my Cindy's waiting for me
As I walk the decks alone
Her loving arms reach out to me
Soon I'll be heading home
Then my sailing days will be over
No more will I roam

Cindy, oh Cindy
(C-Cindy, C-Cindy)
Cindy don't let me down
(C-Cindy, C-Cindy)
Write me a letter, dear
(C-Cindy, C-Cindy)
And I'll be homeward bound
(C-Cindy, C-Cindy)

(C-Cindy, C-Cindy)
(C-Cindy, C-Cindy)
(C-Cindy, C-Cindy)
(C-Cindy, C-Cindy)
(C-Cindy, C-Cindy)

Remember The Nights
Composer(s): Martha Davis; Scott Thurston
Performer(s): The Motels



Fragrance of that long lost evening
Tender moves that keep repeating
Soft night's melody that I can't forget
Younger boy and helpless girl
Passion of the other world
Strange old place from a
Nursery rhyme that I can't forget
I can't go back,but I can't stay
Help me
Remember the nights with you

Street corner stands in shade
Lanterns swing in the heat of day
Old lady sings the song that I can't forget
Little girl that asked you who
Collects the flowers they give to you
Her eyes, her dress, the sky
The blue that you can't forget
I can't go back, but I can't stay
Help me
Remember the nights with you
(repeat)

Long ago and far away
Memory like a dream
I stay in the other place
The other time that I can't forget
I can't go back, but I can't stay
Help me
Remember the nights
Remember the nights
Remember the nights with you

Place And The Time
Composer(s): Don Stevenson - Jerry Miller
Performer(s): Moby Grape



Here to sing our words and song
Finger chimes and wonder
And losing nothing

(Nothing
Nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing...)

Mother and Father, think for yourself
This is the place and the time
Make the changes, hear the time
All those silly words don't seem to rhyme

Now I'm cold and I wonder why
My twelfth-floor mansions seem to touch the sky
Tomorrow I'll be back to see if you can really be here
My, what a strange vision I have seen
And what a change

What's that walkin' through my years
And breathin' on your mind?
When Sunday drivers come and play with theirs
We'll be blowin' out your mind

Cindy, Cindy
Composer(s): Dolores Fuller - Buddy Kaye - Scott Weisman
Performer(s): Elvis Presley



Wish I was an apple dangling from a tree
Every time you'd pass me by you'd take a bite of me
I wish I was a bluebird I'd never fly away
I'd sit up on your shoulder baby and sing to you all day

Come on home Cindy Cindy, Come on home Cindy Cindy
Come on home Cindy Cindy, Come on home to me

I wrote it in a letter, carved it on a tree
Told it to a honeycomb, told it to a bee
Told them that I love you, they all know its true
Say it till the cows come home until it gets to you

Come on home Cindy Cindy, Come on home Cindy Cindy
Come on home Cindy Cindy, Come on home to me

Need you in the morning to start the coffee pot
Need you in the afternoon to fan me when I'm hot
Need you in the evening when supper time is through
What I'm really tryin' to say is I can't get enough of you

Come on home Cindy Cindy, Come on home Cindy Cindy
Come on home Cindy Cindy, Come on home to me

If I were a musician I'd harp on just one thing
You should never play my harp the way you pluck a string
If only you would love me say it and tell me so
I need two charms about me baby to have the whole world know

Come on home Cindy Cindy, Come on home Cindy Cindy
Come on home Cindy Cindy, Come on home to me

Come on home Cindy Cindy, Come on home Cindy Cindy
Come on home Cindy Cindy, Come on home to me

Remember That Boy
Composer(s): Phil May
Performer(s): The Pretty Things



Like a breathless summer evening
When the silence simply roars
You're so attached to what you're holding now
But can you prove it yours?
You're the saviour of the drowning moon
The bringer of the luck
You're a concrete case for open space
Who swears the cities suck
You're the keeper of stars
Shining their cars
Applauding with the one hand you've got free
You're amazingly graced
Doesn't show on your face
You're lysergically removed from what you were
Asleep with the past
You're engaged to a dream
You're a sepia creature
On the yesterday screen
Like a forest in the winter
When all life has gone to ground
Holding wordless conversations
You're slaughtered by the sound
Like a river of forgotten dreams
You lie strangled in the reeds
Your sack is full of wild oats
Why don't you sow some seeds?
The seconds drip, minutes click
Set the trap, turn the lock
Turn your back
Moon dissolves, sun explodes
In the sky, it's getting dark
Very dark, wonder why
Knelt before, piece of cheese
On your knees, you always were
Hard to please, hard to please
Hidden in, liquid clear
Swims the fear, tomorrow's child
Doesn't see, doesn't hear

The Pickup
Composer(s): Helen Carter
Performer(s): Mark Dinning



I made a date on the dare of a friend

If I'd known how it would end
I'd have turned around and ran away right then
From the pickup

I was a boy looking for fun
She looked so lost and all alone
And I didn't know my heart would be won
By the pickup

How could know her lips were so warm?
Or how big I'd feel with her in my arms?
How could I know? How could I see?
I'd fall in love with her, and she would love me

I should have told her I loved her right then
I couldn't face all of my friends
So I told my darling I couldn't see her again
I lost the pickup

The morning papers told how she died
Jumped from a bridge, suicide
And nobody knows that the heart in me cries
For the pickup

For the pickup

Cindy Incidentally
Composer(s): Ron Wood - Rod Stewart - Ian McLagan
First release by: Faces - 1973



Oh Cindy ain't you noticed
That several of your friends have moved on
And the street outside is just a little too quiet
And your local papers run out of news
I'm not persuading you or disengaging you
But Cindy you and me we got to move

Can you refuse, no time to lose
We'll hit the high road early this morning
So don't be late, don't hesitate
This dream can pass just as fast as lighting
And oh Cindy incidentally baby I ain't putting you on

Can you refuse, no time to lose
We'll hit the high road early this morning
So don't be late, don't hesitate
This dream can pass just as fast as lighting

Oh Cindy don't you worry
'Cause between us we can make it through
There ain't nothing no no nothing
In the world I can do without you
So Cindy get your coat on
Leave the rent with the gent up in the penthouse
Turn your music so loud let's attract a big crowd
We'll drink a round to this town and bid goodbye

Remember Pearl Harbor
Composer(s): Don Reid; Sammy Kaye
Performer(s): Sammy Kaye; Eddy Howard



History in ev'ry century
Records an act that lives forevermore
We'll recall, as in to line we fall
The thing that happened on Hawaii's shore

Let's remember Pearl Harbor
As we go to meet the foe
Let's remember Pearl Harbor
As we did the Alamo

We will always remember
How they died for liberty
Let's remember Pearl Harbor
And go on to victory

The Piccolino
Composer(s): Irving Berlin
Performer(s): Fred Astaire
and multiple other artists



By the Adriatic waters
Venetian sons and daughters
Are strumming a new tune upon their guitars
It was written by a Latin, a gondolier who sat in
His home out in Brooklyn and gazed at the stars

He sent his melody across the sea to Italy
And we know they wrote some words to fit that catchy bit
And christened it the Piccolino
And we know that it's the reason why
Everyone this season is strumming and humming a new melody

Come to the Casino and hear them play the Piccolino
Dance with your bambino to the strains of the catchy Piccolino
Drink your glass of vino and when you've had your plate of scallopino
Make them play the Piccolino, the catchy Piccolino
And dance to the strains of that new melody, the Piccolino

Cinderella Rockefella
((Danish Version: Rockefeller (3 X Neumann) - 1967))
Composer(s): Nancy Ames - Mason Williams
First release by: Esther & Abi Ofarim - 1967



You're the lady
You're the lady that I love
I'm the lady, the lady who
You're the lady
You're the lady that I love
I'm the lady, the lady who
You're the little lady
I'm the little lady
Oooo 

I love your touch
Thank you so much
I love your eyes
That's very nice
I love your chin
Say it again
I love your chinny chin, chin 

You're the fella
You're the fella that trusts me
Rockefella, Rockefella
You're the fella
You're the fella that trusts me
Rockefella, Rockefella
You're my Rockefella
I'm your Rockefella
Oooo 

I love your face
It's in the right place
I love your mind
That's very kind
I love your jazz
Razzamatazz
I love your jazz razzamatazz 

Oooo
You're the lady
You're the lady that I love
I'm the lady, the lady who
You're the fella
You're the fella that trusts me
Rockefella, Rockefella
You're my Rockefella
You're my Cinderella
Oooo
I love you 
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you