The Wall Street Shuffle 
Composer(s): Eric Stewart - Graham Gouldman
Performer(s): 10cc



Do the Wall Street shuffle 
Hear the money rustle 
Watch the greenbacks tumble 
Feel the sterling crumble 

You need a yen to make mark 
If you want to make money 
You'll need the luck to make a buck 
If you want to be a Getty 
Rothschild 

You've got to be cool on Wall Street
You've got to be cool on Wall Street
When your index is low 
Dow Jones ain't got time for the bums 

They wind up on skid row with holes in their pockets 
They plead with you, buddy can you spare a dime 
But you ain't got the time 
Doing the 
Doing the

Oh Howard Hughes, did your money make you better 
Are you waiting for the hour when you can screw me 
'Cause you're big enough 

To do the Wall Street shuffle 
Let your money hustle 
Bet you'd sell your mother 
You can't buy another 
Doing the 
Doing the

You buy and sell 
You wheel and deal 
But you're living on instinct 
You get a tip 
You follow it 
And you make a big killing 

On Wall Street

Zoals Gewoonlijk
((aka Waarom  (by André Hazes) - 1980; Alleen Gaan (by Will Tura) - 1998; Mijn Leven (by Nicole & Hugo) - 2009))
((Adapted from: Comme D'habitude (by Claude François - 1967))
Composer(s): Claude François - Jacques Revaux - Gilles Thibault - Raymond Van Het Groenewoud
Performer(s): Raymond Van Het Groenewoud - 2004
Versions In Other Languages:
1968/1969 - My Way (by Frank Sinatra)
1969 - Eu Já Me Habituei (by Agnaldo Timóteo)
1971 - La Mia Via (by Fred Bongusto)
1972 - A Modo Mio (by Patty Pravo)
1989 - A Mi Manera (by Joan Baez)
1996 - A Mi Manera (Paul Anka & Julio Iglesias)
1996 - Moj Svet (by Dragan Stojnic)
2003 - A Mi Manera (by Raphael)



'k Sta op, 'k duw je even weg
je geeft geen krimp, zoals gewoonlijk
't is koud, ik dek je toe uit zorgelijkheid
zoals gewoonlijk
mijn hand streelt over jouw haar, ondanks mezelf
zoals gewoonlijk
en jij, jij draait je om
zoals gewoonlijk

't is tijd ik kleed mij aan, sluip de kamer uit
zoals gewoonlijk
alleen een snel ontbijt, ik ben te laat
zoals gewoonlijk
doodstil verlaat ik het huis, buiten is 't grijs
zoals gewoonlijk
en kil, ik knoop mijn jas dicht
zoals gewoonlijk

zoals altijd de hele dag
speel ik het spel, ik doe alsof
zoals altijd blijf ik beleefd
zoals altijd lach ik niet mee
zoals altijd sla ik bijna door
zoals gewoonlijk

en dan, dan vevliegt de dag, ik kom weer thuis
zoals gewoonlijk
jij, jij bent op stap, nog lang niet terug
zoals gewoonlijk
alleen stap ik in bed, die lege plek
zoals gewooonlijk
mijn ogen, ze blijven droog
zoals gewoonlijk

zoals altijd de hele nacht
speel ik het spel ik doe alsof
zoals altijd kom jij ook thuis
zoals altijd wacht ik op jou
zoals altijd vraag jij hoe 't gaat
zoals gewoonlijk

ja, zoals altijd kleed jij je uit
zoals altijd kom je bij mij
zoals altijd krijg ik een zoen
zoals gewoonlijk
ja, zoals altijd doen wij alsof
zoals altijd vrij ik met jou
zoals altijd doen wij alsof
zoals gewoonlijk

Rock-A-Beatin' Boogie
Composer(s): Bill Haley
Performer(s): Bill Haley;
and various other artists



Rock!!, rock!!, rock, everybody!!
Roll!!, roll!!, roll, everybody!!
Rock!!, rock!!, rock, everybody!!
Roll!!, roll!!, roll, everybody!!
Rock!!, rock!!, rock, everybody!!

Rock-a-beatin' boogie beat!!

You take a rock!! You take a beat!!
You take a boogie!! You make it sweet!!
You take a rock-a-beatin' boogie
Rock-a-beatin' boogie beat!!
Well!, the rock-a-beatin' boogie
B.o.o.g.i.e!!

Well!, rockin' to the rythm of the rock-a-beatin' boogie
Dancin' to the rythm of the rock-a-beatin' boogie
Shakin' to the rythm of the rock-a-beatin' boogie
Jumpin' to the rythm of the rock-a-beatin' boogie
Rompin' to the ryhtm of the rock-a-beatin' boogie
B.o.o.g.i.e!!

You gotta jump!! You gotta jive!!
You gotta dance!! To be alive!!
You do the rock-a-beatin' boogie
Rock-a-beatin' boogie beat!!
Rock-a-beatin' boogie
B.o.o.g.i.e!!

The Walk
Composer(s): Robert Smith - Lol Tolhurst
First release by: The Cure - 1983
Covered by multiple other artists



I called you after midnight
Then ran until my heart burst
I passed the howling woman
And stood outside your door

We walked around the lake
And woke up in the rain
And everyone turned over
Troubled in their dreams again

Visiting time is over
And so we walk away
And both play dead then cry out loud
Why we always cry this way?

I kissed you in the water
And made your dry lips sing
I saw you look
Like a Japanese baby
In an instant I remembered everything

I called you after midnight
Then ran until my heart burst
I passed the howling woman
And stood outside your door

I kissed you in the water
And made your dry lips sing
I saw you look
Like a Japanese baby
In an instant I remembered everything

A Modo Mio ((aka La Mia Via (by Fred Bongusto) - 1971))
((Adapted from: Comme D'habitude (by Claude François - 1967))
Composer(s): Claude François - Jacques Revaux - Gilles Thibault - Andrea Lo Vecchio
Performer(s): Patty Pravo - 1972
Versions In Other Languages:
1968/1969 - My Way (by Frank Sinatra)
1969 - Eu Já Me Habituei (by Agnaldo Timóteo)
1971 - La Mia Via (by Fred Bongusto)
1980 - Waarom (by André Hazes)
1989 - A Mi Manera (by Joan Baez)
1996 - A Mi Manera (Paul Anka & Julio Iglesias)
1996 - Moj Svet (by Dragan Stojnic)
1998 - Alleen Gaan (by Will Tura)
2003 - A Mi Manera (by Raphael)
2004 - Zoals Gewoonlijk (by Raymond Van Het Groenewoud)
2009 - Mijn Leven (by Nicole & Hugo)



Ma si' io sono qui
A dirvi cose per me importanti
E voi non lo sapete
Se son parole o sentimenti
Pero' non ha importanza
Se c'e' chi parla di incoerenza
Perche' io sono io a modo mio

Ho fatto quel che ho voluto
Sola con me guardando avanti
Rimpianti ne ho troppo pochi
Non e' il caso che li racconti
Ho avuto non ho avuto
Tutto perfetto tutto sbagliato
Pero' io sono io a modo mio

E anche se ho pianto un po'
Quell'esperienza mi ha fatto bene
Ho avuto chi non sbaglia mai
Ed ho saputo sputarli fuori
Io sono io e a modo mio non cambio mai

Ma si' io sono qui
A dirvi cose scritte da un altro
Pero' per darle a voi
Io le traduco le porto dentro
Cosi' non per vantarmi
Nessuno puo' rimproverarmi
Perche' io sono io a modo mio

Davanti a me c'e' un'altra idea
Piena o deserta io non lo so
Dentro di me la vita mia
Deserto fine di si' di no
Ma io sono io e a modo mio non cambio mai

C'e' un'altra idea mi dicesti
Ringrazio Dio d'essere io a modo mio

Rock Your Little Baby To Sleep
Composer(s): Dave Alldred; 
Jimmy Bowen; Buddy Knox; Don Lanier
Performer(s): Buddy Knox



Well a when your baby is tired and she wants to sleep 
Take her into your arms 
Tell her you love her, tell her you care, tell her about all her charms 

a-hoo hoo,a-hoo hoo,a-hoo hoo a-hoo hoo 

Well then you rock your little baby to sleep 
Yeah then you rock your little baby to sleep 

Tell her that you love her,tell her that you care 
Tell her that you miss her almost anywhere 
And a then you rock your little baby to sleep 
Yeah you rock your little baby to sleep 

Well a when you tire your baby with idle talk 
Take her into your arms,tell her you love her 
Tell her you care,tell her about all her charm 

a-hoo hoo,a-hoo hoo,a-hoo hoo,a-hoo hoo 

Well then you rock your little baby to sleep 
And then you rock your little baby to sleep 
Tell her that you love her tell her that you care 
Tell that you miss her almost any where 

And then you rock your little baby to sleep 
Oh yeah you rock your little baby to sleep 

a-hoo hoo a-hoo hoo a-hoo hoo a-hoo hoo 
a-hoo hoo a-hoo hoo a-hoo hoo a-hoo hoo

The Waiting
Composer(s): Tom Petty
First release by: Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers - 1981



Oh baby don't it feel like heaven right now
Don't it feel like something from a dream
Yeah I've never known nothing quite like this
Don't it feel like tonight might never be again
We know better than to try and pretend
Baby no one could'a ever told me 'bout this
I said yeah yeah

The waiting is the hardest part
Every day you see one more card
You take it on faith, you take it to the heart
The waiting is the hardest part

Well yeah i might have chased a couple women around
All it ever got me was down
Then there were those that made me feel good
But never as good as I'm feeling right now
Baby you're the only one that's ever known how
To make me wanna live like I wanna live now
I said yeah yeah

The waiting is the hardest part
Every day you get one more yard
You take it on faith, you take it to the heart
The waiting is the hardest part

Oh don't let it kill you baby, don't let it get to you
Don't let it kill you baby, don't let it get to you
I'll be your bleedin' heart, I'll be your cryin' fool
Don't let this go too far
Don't let it get to you 

A Mi Manera ((aka A Mi Manera (by Joan Baez) 1989; A Mi Manera (by Raphael))
((Adapted from: Comme D'habitude (by Claude François - 1967))
Composer(s): Claude François - Jacques Revaux - Gilles Thibault - Roberto Livi - Paul Anka 
Performer(s): Paul Anka & Julio Iglesias - 1996

Versions In Other Languages:
1968/1969 - My Way (by Frank Sinatra)
1969 - Eu Já Me Habituei (by Agnaldo Timóteo)
1971 - La Mia Via (by Fred Bongusto)
1972 - A Modo Mio (by Patty Pravo)
1980 - Waarom (by André Hazes)
1996 - Moj Svet (by Dragan Stojnic)
1998 - Alleen Gaan (by Will Tura)
2004 - Zoals Gewoonlijk (by Raymond Van Het Groenewoud)
2009 - Mijn Leven (by Nicole & Hugo)



Vivi, siempre vivi y ha sido así, mi vida
Entera Jamás, me arrepentí y
Fuí feliz, a mi manera

Yo siempre quise más un poco más
Como fuera 
Y si me equivoqué fue a mi manera

Regrets, I've had a few 
But then again, too few to mention 
I did what I had to do 
And saw it through without exception

Yo siempre quise más un poco más
Como fuera 
Y si me equivoqué fue a mi manera

Con el amor, cuanto jugué 
Sé que perdí, sé que gané 
Pero la vida es siempre así y si lloré
También reí 
Pero vivi, siempre viví a mi manera

For what is a man, what has he got 
If not himself, then he has not

Pero la vida es siempre así y si
Lloré, también reí

The record shows, we took the blows 
And did it my way

Dejé, sé que dejé por donde
Fuí, el alma entera 
Errores cometí, pero al final pagué la cuenta

To think we've done all that
And may I say, not in a shy way

Y si me equivoqué fue a mi manera

Yes Julio, it was our way

Rock Your Baby
Performer(s): George McRae



Woman, take me in your arms
Rock your baby
Woman, take me in your arms
Rock your baby

There's nothin' to it
Just say you wanna do it
Open up your heart
And let the lovin' start

Woman, take me in your arms
Rock your baby
Woman, take me in your arms
Rock your baby

Yeah, hold me tight
With all your might
Now let your lovin' flow
Real sweet and slow

Woman, take me in your arms
Rock your baby
Woman, take me in your arms
Rock your baby

C'mon...
Ahhhh...

Woman, take me in your arms
Rock your baby
Oo, oo, oo
Woman, take me in your arms
Rock your baby

Ah-aaaaaah, yeah,
Take me in your arms and rock me
Ah-aaaaaah, yeah,
Take me in your arms and rock me
Ah-aaaaaah-aaaaaah

The Waiter And The Porter And The Upstairs Maid
Composer(s): Johnny Mercer
Performer(s): Bing Crosby, Mary Martin, Jack Teagarden
and multiple other artists



(BC)
As your genial host may I offer a toast
To the wine buying guest on my right
(Hooray for the wine buyer)
Yes drag out the cooking sherry for the old colonel
May his bank account grow heavy laden with dough
May he spend it in here every night
(Every night)
Seeing this night in its glory
You people so loyal, so true
Puts me in mind of a story

(MM)
Tell us about it, pray do-o-o-o-o-o

(BC)
The people in the ballroom were stuffy and arty
So I began to get just a little bit frayed
I sneaked into the kitchen, I dug me a party
The waiter

(JT)
And the porter

(MM)
And the second storey maid.

(BC)
I peeked into the parlour to see what was a-hatchin’
In time to hear the hostess suggest a charade

(MM)
But who was in the pantry a-laughin’ an’ scratchin’

(BC)
Oh.The waiter

(JT)
And the porter

(MM)
And the upstairs maid

(JT)
When they heard the music that the orchestra played

(MM)
The waiter and the porter grabbed a-hold of the maid

(BC)
Then they all proceeded to go into a clog

(All)
Hot diggedy dog.

(BC)
If ever I’m invited to some fuddy-duddy’s
I ain’t-a-gonna watch any harlequinade

(JT)
You’ll find him in the kitchen applaudin’ his buddies

(BC)
The waiter

(JT)
And the porter

(MM)
And the upstairs maid

(BC)
Well pardon me folks the roast is carved
The wine is served, why you look half starved

(JT)
Pardon me sir, may we be free

(JT & MM)
The kitchen guard is havin’ a jamboree

(MM)
I went and got a dish pan to use as a cymbal

(BC)
The porter found the regular glass that he played

(JT)
The fingers of the waiter were each in a thimble

(ALL)
You should-a heard the music that the combination made

(BC & MM)
Marchin’ through the kitchen to the pantry and back
Why, man, you should-a seen us, we were ballin’ the jack
Once a half an hour passed without any call

(JT)
Jack we had a ball

(MM)
The waltzes and mazurkas we hate ‘em, we spurn ‘em

(JT)
We got a lot of rhythms we wanna hear played

(BC)
Yes and we know who to go to when we want to learn ‘em

(All)
The waiter and the porter and the upstairs maid 

Comme Des Roses
((English Version: Like Roses (by Charles Aznavour))
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour



Tout est venu si vite
Tout a été si grand, si beau, si fort, petite
Ma vie s'est embrasée d'une joie insolite
La joie simple de se comprendre
A travers des gestes et des mots tendres

Tout nous a pris en flammes
Illuminant nos yeux, nos coeurs, nos corps, nos âmes
En peu de jours tu es devenue femme
En peu de temps tu as changé mon existence
En insufflant en moi de ton adolescence

Plus rien ne m'est hostile
Moi qui n'étais sans toi qu'une forme immobile
Je coule dans tes bras comme des eaux faciles
Dociles, des eaux tranquilles

Tout me semble limpide
J'étais cerné d'ennui, de lois, de vide
Le bonheur est venu pour me servir de guide
Me tirer d'un passé qui sombre
Et m'encourager à sortir de l'ombre

Tout est fait d'harmonie
Notre ciel est plus haut, plus clair, plus pur, ma mie
Moi qui ne savais plus que faire avec ma vie
Moi qui vivais la nuit, moi qui dormais le jour

Je reprends goût à toutes choses
Et veux mettre à tes pieds
Chacun de mes instants
Comme des roses
Comme des roses mon amour

Rock You Like A Hurricane
Composer(s): Klaus Meine;
Herman Rarebell; Rudolf Schenker
Performer(s): Scorpions;
and various other artists



It's early morning
The sun comes out
Last night was shaking
And pretty loud
My cat is purring
And scratches my skin
So what is wrong 
With another sin
The bitch is hungry
She needs to tell
So give her inches
And feed her well
More days to come
New places to go
I've got to leave
It's time for a show

Here I am, rock you like a hurricane
Here I am, rock you like a hurricane

My body is burning
It starts to shout
Desire is coming
It breaks out loud
Lust is in cages
Till storm breaks loose
Just have to make it
With someone I choose
The night is calling
I have to go
The wolf is hungry
He runs to the show
He's licking his lips
He's ready to win
On the hunt tonight
For love at first sting

Here I am, rock you like a hurricane
Here I am, rock you like a hurricane
Here I am, rock you like a hurricane
Here I am, rock you like a hurricane

It's early morning 
The sun comes out
Last night was shaking
And pretty loud
My cat is purring
It scratches my skin
So what is wrong 
With another sin
The night is calling
I have to go
The wolf is hungry
He runs to show
He's licking his lips
He's ready to win
On the hunt tonight
For love at first sting

Here I am, rock you like a hurricane
Here I am, rock you like a hurricane
Here I am, rock you like a hurricane
Here I am, rock you like a hurricane

Watusi
Composer(s): Dave Appell - Kal Mann
First release by: Chubby Checker - 1961



Wah, wah-a Watusi
C'mon and take a chance and get-a with this dance
Wah, wah-a Watusi
Oh, baby, it's the dance made-a for romance (shoo-bop, shoo-bop, ahh)

Baby, baby, when you do The Twist
Never, never do you get yourself kissed
'cause you're always dancin' far apart
The Watusi, girl, is-a really smart

Wah-a, wah, wah-a Watusi
C'mon and take a chance and get-a with this dance (shoo-bop, shoo-bop, ahh)

Baby, baby, when you do The Fly
Your arms are wasted wavin' in the sky
Come on and hold me like a lover should
The Watusi makes you feel so good

Wah-a, wah, wah-a Watusi
Oh, baby, it's the dance made-a for romance 
Yay!!

(shoo-bop, shoo-bop, ahh)

Baby, baby, that's the way it goes
Nothing happens when you Mash Potatoes
I just gotta fall in love with you
Watusi is the dance to do

Wah-a, wah, wah-a Watusi
C'mon and take a chance and get-a with this dance

Wah, wah-a Watusi...

Oh, baby, it's the dance made-a for romance 

Comme Des Étrangers
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour



Un peu par lâcheté, un peu par lassitude
Sur la terre brûlée de tous nos jours heureux
Un peu par vanité, un peu par habitude
De peur de rester seuls, nous vivons tous les deux
Comme des inconnus qui n'ont rien à se dire
Comme des gens pressés qui se voient par hasard
Échangeant quelques mots dans un pâle sourire
Avec rien dans le cœur et rien dans le regard

Il ne nous reste rien que regrets et remords
Rien qu'un amour déjà mort
Nous ne sommes, quoi qu'on fasse
Que deux êtres face à face
Qui vivent comme des étrangers
Mais qu'est-il advenu du couple qui s'aimait?
Nous ne le saurons jamais
Car nous restons côte à côte
En nous rejetant les fautes
Et vivons comme des étrangers

Peut-être par pudeur, peut-être par faiblesse
Nous n'abordons jamais ce problème important
Et ridiculement figés par la détresse
Espérant l'impossible, nous tuons le temps
Le temps qui sûrement nous dévore et ravage
Ce rien de pureté contenu dans nos cœurs
Et nous sommes deux fous qui, croyant être sages
Se gorgent d'un passé qui lentement se meurt

Il ne nous reste rien que regrets et remords
Rien qu'un amour déjà mort
Nous ne sommes, quoi qu'on fasse
Que deux êtres face à face
Qui vivent comme des étrangers
Mais qu'est-il advenu du couple qui s'aimait?
Nous ne le saurons jamais
Car nous restons côte à côte
En nous rejetant les fautes
Et vivons comme des étrangers

Rock With You
Composer(s): Rod Temperton
Performer(s): Michael Jackson;
and various other artists



Girl, close your eyes
Let that rhythm get into you
Don't try to fight it
There ain't nothing that you can
Relax your mind
Lay back and groove with mine
You gotta feel that heat
And we can ride the boogie
Share that beat of love

I wanna rock with you (all night)
Dance you into day (sunlight)
I wanna rock with you (all night)
Rock the night away

Out on the floor
There ain't nobody there but us
Girl when you dance
There's a magic that must be love
Just take it slow
Cause we got so far to go
You gotta feel that heat
And we can ride the boogie
Share that beat of love

I wanna rock with you (all night)
Dance you into day (sunlight)
I wanna rock with you (all night)
Rock the night away

And when the groove is dead and gone (yeah)
You know that love survives
So we can rock forever, on

I wanna rock with you
I wanna groove with you
I wanna rock with you
I wanna groove with you

I wanna rock (all night) with you girl (sunlight)
Rock with you, rock with you girl (yeah) (all night)
Dance the night away

I wanna rock with you (yeah) (all night)
Rock you into day (sunlight)
I wanna rock with you (all night)
Rock the night away

Feel the heat feel the heat
Rock you into day (sunlight)
I wanna rock-rock the night away

The Voice Of Protest
Composer(s): Leslie Bricusse



Emma:
We Are The Creatures Of The World
And We Will Not Tolerate A World
Where Evil Men Like You
Do Not Care What You Do!
You Let God's Creatures Die!
While You Just Ride On By!
Your Noses In The Air!
And Never Seem To Care!
You Never Seem To Care!
But We Care!...
We Care!
Company:
We Care!......
Emma & Company:
And If There's One Voice Of Protest
And Then Two Voices Protest
And Then Three Voices Protest
And Then Four!
And Then More Voices Protest
More And More Voices Protest
Till There's One Voice Of Protest
That's A Roar
Emma:
We Shall Make You Mend Your Ways
Till The World Sees Better Days
And We Don't Have To Protest Any More!
Company:
No, We Don't Have To Protest Any More!
Emma:
We Are The Future Of The World
But What Kind Of Future Has The World
When Men Have Brains Of Lead? -
Cos No-One Thinks Ahead
And Things We Love Are Lost
And No-One Counts The Cost
And Who Cares Who Blames Who?
Cos No-One Gives A Sou!
No, No-One Gives A Sou!
But We Do!
Company:
We Do! - We Do!
And If There's One Voice Of Protest
And Then Two Voices Protest
And Then Three Voices Protest
And Then Four!
And Then More Voices Protest
More And More Voices Protest
Till There's One Voice Of Protest
That's A Roar
We Shall Make You Mend Your Ways
Till The World Sees Better Days
And We Don't Have To Protest Any More!
No, We Don't Have To Protest Any More! 

Comme Dans Les Dessins De Folon
Performer(s): Yves Duteil



Comme dans les dessins de Folon
Ceux qu'on aimait quittent la Terre
Le corps lourd et l'âme légère
Un peu plus graves à l'horizon

Dans leur pardessus de béton
Ceux qu'on aimait nagent en silence
Dans le temps sage de l'absence
Comme dans les dessins de Folon

On pourrait presque les toucher
De l'autre côté du papier
Fantômes gris des jours de peine
En long cortège de semaines

À rêver loin dans leur lumière
On pourrait presque enfin se taire

Comme dans les dessins de Folon
Il y a du rose et du vert pâle
Et des souvenirs bleu d'opale
Dans un champ vide de coton

Comme des bulles de savon
Prisonniers de la transparence
Ceux qu'on aimait doucement dansent
Comme dans les dessins de Folon

On pourrait presque s'envoler
Dans la lenteur de leur passé
Frôler d'un long battement d'ailes
L'exil sans fin qui les appelle

À rêver loin dans leur mystère
On pourrait presque enfin se perdre

Comme dans les dessins de Folon
Ceux qu'on aimait nagent à l'envers
Oiseaux de l'eau, poissons de l'air
Perdent le fil de nos saisons

Dans la brume de leur prison
Ceux qu'on aimait toujours s'effacent
Derrière les voiles de l'espace
Comme dans les dessins de Folon

Un jour on voudra leur parler
De l'autre côté du papier
On rêvera d'aubes plus pâles
D'éternité couleur d'opale

Un jour on se laissera faire
On glissera dans leur lumière

Comme dans les dessins de Folon...

Rock With The Caveman
Composer(s): Lionel Bart; Michael Pratt; 
Tommy Steele; Frank Chacksfield
Performer(s): Tommy Steele;
Atlas Fret; Big Audio Dynamite



The old-time cave dweller lived in a cave
Here's what he did we he wanted a rave
He took a stick and he drew on the wall
Man, a fellah had to settle for
Rock with the caveman
Roll with the caveman
Shake with the caveman
Baby, make with the caveman, oh boy
Shake with the caveman
Stalactites, stalagmiite
Hold your baby very tight

His way with women was rather neat
He'd love a girl right off her feet
You know the lyric writers would never lie
It's where they got the sayin' "starry eyed"
Rock with the caveman
Roll with the caveman
Shake with the caveman
Make with the caveman, oh boy
Shake with the caveman
Stalactites, stalagmiite
Hold your baby very tight

Piltdown poppa sings this song
"Archaeology's done me wrong"
The British Museum's got my head
Most unfortunate 'cause I ain't dead
Rock with the caveman
Roll with the caveman
Shake with the caveman
Break with the caveman
Make with the caveman
C-a-v-e-m-a-n, Caveman!

The Voice
Composer(s): Justin Hayward
Performer(s): The Moody Blues



Won't you take me back to school
I need to learn the golden rule
Won't you lay it on the line
I need to hear it just one more time

Oh won't you tell me again
Can you feel it
Won't you tell me again
Tonight

Each and every heart it seems
Is bounded by a world of dreams
Each and every rising sun
Is greeted by a lonely one

Oh won't you tell me again
Can you feel it
Won't you tell me again
Tonight

'Cos out on the ocean of life my love
There's so many storms we must rise above
Can you hear the spirit calling
As it's carried across the waves
You're already falling
It's calling you back to face the music
And the song that is coming through
You're already falling
The one that it's calling is you

Make a promise take a vow
And trust your feelings it's easy now
Understand the voice within
And feel the changes already beginning

Oh won't you tell me again
Can you feel it
Won't you tell me again
Tonight

And how many words have I got to say
And how many times will it be this way
With your arms around the future
And your back up against the past
You're already falling it's calling you
On to face the music
and the song that is coming through
You're already falling
The one that it's calling is you

Each and every heart it seems
Is bounded by a world of dreams
Each and every rising sun
Is greeted by a lonely lonely one

Oh won't you tell me again
Can you feel it
Won't you tell me again
Tonight 

Comme Au Premier Jour
Composer(s): P. Dorsay; H. Giraud
Performer(s): Dalida



Comme au premier jour toujours, toujours
Je me souviens du temps, du temps charmant
Ou sous le cerisier le cœur grisé tu m'as parlé d'amour

Comme au premier jour toujours, toujours
Je revois le matin ou 1e destin mettait sur mon chemin
Dans le creux de ta main mes plus beaux lendemains

Mon horizon mon rayon de soleil
C'est toi dès ton réveil qui fais ma plus jolie chanson
Comme au premier jour toujours, toujours
Le printemps refleurit quand tu souris
Et me donne la joie de te sentir à moi autant qu' au premier jour

Comme au premier jour toujours, toujours
Nous irons tous les deux heureux, heureux
Sur le même chemin cueillir des lendemains qui n'auront pas de fin

Mon horizon mon rayon de soleil
C'est toi dès le réveil qui fais ma plus jolie chanson

Comme au premier jour toujours, toujours
Enchaînés désormais à tout jamais grandira notre amour
Qui sera pour toujours plus fort qu'au premier jour