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  • 26-01-1977
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.The Yip! Song
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    The Yip! Song
    Composer(s): Robyn Hitchcock
    Performer(s): Robyn Hitchcock



    The old man, he was flesh - they wheeled him in upon a trolley
    Vera Lynn, Vera Lynn
    Draw a window on his skin

    This old man, he was next - blindfolded to face the volley
    Vera Lynn, Vera Lynn
    Love will come of all our sins
    Painted on my tail fin now Vera Lynn

    This old man preserved - in his mind he lay with Molly
    Vera Lynn, Vera Lynn
    Septicemia always wins
    Cleanse us with your healing grin now
    Vera Lynn

    Coma high, coma low
    Blood is precious, yes or no?
    I believe in surgery - and that's a fact
    I believe in making it easy
    I believe in surgery, but I never act
    I believe in making it easy

    Easy...

    This old man, he was gone-he was gone and I was sorry
    Vera Lynn, Vera Lynn
    Down I spiral, down I spin
    Forces sweetheart, I'm your twin now
    Vera Lynn

    Yip



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Con El Sol De La Mañana
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    Con El Sol De La Mañana
    Composer(s): Bebu Silvetti
    Performer(s): Raphael



    Hoy quiere llorar mi amor
    Este es mi dolor por ti
    Grita con mi corazón tu voz
    Por volver a aquel ayer
    Y así siento con mi ansiedad tu piel
    Jugar con la soledad y yo
    Sin poderte olvidar
    Sin lograr ser como fui
    Que vagaba sin pensar
    Que reía del amor y de la vida
    Si con el sol de la mañana
    Llega el día y tengo ganas de vivir
    Ya no canto viejas melodías
    Que contigo compartí
    Y yo no sé mirar lo hermoso de este mundo
    Si conmigo tú no estás
    Porque tu recuerdo a mí me lastima
    Y por ti quiero llorar



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Rose
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    Rose
    Composer(s): Rod McKuen
    Performer(s): Rod McKuen



    I married Rose in Twenty-One
    we got a little farm
    the first year out
    the barn burned down
    I broke my good right arm

    From then on in things got bad
    I guess they could have been worse
    but seeing Rose in rags all day
    made me wanna curse

    That's okay Rose'd say
    don't you worry none
    we'll have good times by and by
    next fall when the work's all done

    I watched her hands grow rough and red
    from pickin' in the fields
    putting up in Mason Jars
    what little crops they'd yield

    I'd find what jobs there were in town
    most times there were none
    but Rose'd still have supper a waitin'
    at night when the day was done

    That's okay Rose'd say
    don't you worry none
    we'll have good times by and by
    next fall when the work's all done

    Our first-born had a face like Rose
    and I guess a temper like mine
    she'd sleep all day and cry all night
    but she grew up and married fine

    Our only son went off to fight
    in Nineteen Forty and Four
    a year went by and a telegram said
    he ain't comin' home no more

    One winter night in Fifty Nine
    Rose took a terrible chill
    she went to sleep and she didn't wake up
    I guess she's sleeping still

    But sometimes when the wind is singing
    high up in the Chinaberry tree
    it seems it not the wind at all
    but Rose singing to me

    That's okay Rose'd say
    don't you worry none
    we'll have good times by and by
    next fall when the work's all done

    That's okay Rose'd say
    don't you worry none
    we'll have good times by and by
    next fall when the work's all done




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    25-01-1977
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    The Ying Tong Song
    Composer(s): Spike Milligan
    Performer(s): The Goons



    Tenor: There's a song that I recall My mother sang to me

    Sprigs: Oh!

    Tenor: She sang it as she tucked me in
    When I was ninety-three

    Sprigs: I diddle, I
    Who was that bum?

    Bluebottle + Sprigs: Ying tong ying tong
    Ying tong ying tong
    Ying tong iddle I po
    Ying tong ying tong
    Ying tong ying tong (Bluebottle drops behind)
    Ying tong iddle I po

    Sprigs: Keep lad up
    Keep

    Bluebottle: Keep up lad up

    Both: Ying tong ying tong
    Ying tong ying tong
    Ying tong iddle I po

    Sprigs: lad

    Both: Ying tong ying tong
    Ying tong iddle I po (lad)
    Iddle I po (lad)
    Ying tong ying tong
    Ying tong
    (Sprigs: iddle)
    (Bluebottle: ying tong)
    Ying tong iddle I po
    Ying tong ying tong iddle

    Bluebottle: Ying tong iddle I po!

    Both: Oh! Ying tong ying tong
    Ying tong ying tong
    Ying tong iddle I po
    Ying tong ying tong
    Ying tong iddle I po
    Iddle I po!

    Bluebottle: Ying
    Ying tongy tongy
    Ying tong iddle I po
    Ying tong iddle I po

    (Secombe under this: What a lovely lovely boy!)
    Ying ying ying tongy tongy

    (Milligan: Get out the rifle, sir) Yeeeng
    Ying tong ying tong d'gy-n'o
    Ying tong d'ga

    (Secombe: Get away) D'g d'g d'ga
    Ying tong iddle I po

    Seagoon: Hear that crazy rhythm
    Driving me insane
    Strike your partner on the bonce

    Eccles: Ooh
    I felt no pain

    Seagoon, Bluebottle and Eccles: Ying tong ying tong
    Ying tong ying tong
    Ying...

    Soprano: Take me back to Vienna...

    Bloodnok: Ohhhhh!

    Eccles: Oh!

    Soprano: Take me back to Vienna, where the...

    Seagoon, Sprigs and Bluebottle: Ying tong ying tong
    Ying tong ying tong
    Ying tong iddle I po
    Ying tong ying tong
    Ying tong iddle I po

    Ying tong ying tong
    Ying tong ying tong
    Ying tong iddle I po

    (Sprigs: keep going lad)

    Ying tong ying tong
    Ying tong iddle I po

    Seagoon: Look Out!

    Ying tong ying tong
    Ying tong ying tong
    Ying tong iddle I po
    Ying tong ying tong
    Ying tong iddle I po
    Ying tong...

    Goons: Ying tong ying tong
    Ying tong ying tong
    Ying tong iddle I po
    Ying tong ying tong
    Ying tong iddle I po
    Iddle I po
    Ying tong ying tong
    Ying tong ying tong
    Ying tong iddle I po
    Ying tong ying tong
    Ying tong iddle I po
    Iddle I po

    One: Ying! Tongy tongy tongy
    Yiddy diddy diddy da daaa
    Ying diddy
    Ying tong diddle
    Yiddada boo

    All: Ying tong ying tong
    Ying tong iddle
    Ying tong iddle I po
    Ying tong ying tong
    Ying tong iddle I po
    Iddle I po

    Bluebottle?: Whoooooh!



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Con Diez Años De Menos
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    Con Diez Años De Menos
    Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
    Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez



    Si fuera diez años más joven, qué feliz
    y qué descaminado el tono de decir
    cada palabra desatando un temporal
    y enloqueciendo la etiqueta ocasional

    Los años son, pues, mi mordaza, oh mujer
    sé demasiado me convierto en mi saber
    Quisiera haberte conocido años atrás
    para sacar chispas del agua que me das
    para empuñar la alevosía y el candor
    y saber olvidar mejor

    Esta mujer propone que salte y me estrelle
    contra un muro de piedras que alza en el cielo
    y como combustible me llena de anhelos
    de besos sin promesa y sentencias sin leyes

    Esta mujer propone un pacto que selle
    la tierra con el viento, la luz con la sombra
    invoca los misterios del tiempo y me nombra
    Esta mujer propone que salte y me estrelle
    sólo para verle
    sólo para amarle
    sólo para serle
    sólo y no olvidarle

    Con diez años de menos, no habría esperado
    por sus proposiciones y hubiera corrido
    como una fiera al lecho en que nos conocimos
    impúdico y sangriento, divino y alado

    Con diez años de menos, habría blasfemado
    con savia de su cuerpo quemaría los templos
    para que los cobarde tomaran ejemplo
    Con diez años de menos, hubiera matado
    sólo para verle
    sólo para amarle
    sólo para serle
    sólo y no olvidarle



    Categorie:Latin Songs

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    24-01-1977
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    The Yellow Rose Of Texas/The Eyes Of Texas
    Composer(s): Wise - Starr - Sinclair - Lance
    Performer(s): Elvis Presley



    Oh the yellow rose of Texas is the only girl I love
    Her eyes are even bluer than Texas skies above
    Her heart's as big as Texas and wherever I may go
    I'll remember her forever because I love her so

    There are so many roses that bloom along the way
    But my heart's in Amarillo and that's where it will stay
    With the yellow rose of Texas so I'd better get there fast
    'Cause I know I was her first love and I want to be her last

    Oh the yellow rose of Texas is the only girl I love
    Her eyes are even bluer than Texas skies above
    Her heart's as big as Texas and wherever I may go
    I'll remember her forever because I love her so

    The eyes of Texas are upon you all the live long day
    The eyes of Texas are upon you, you cannot get away
    Do not think you can escape them at night or early in the morn
    The eyes of Texas are upon you 'til Gabriel blows his horn

    The eyes of Texas are upon you all the live long day
    The eyes of Texas are upon you, you cannot get away
    Do not think you can escape them at night or early in the morn
    The eyes of Texas are upon you 'til Gabriel blows his horn

    The eyes of Texas are upon you all the live long day
    The eyes of Texas are upon you, you cannot get away
    Do not think you can escape them at night or early in the morn
    The eyes of Texas are upon you 'til Gabriel blows his horn



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Comunque Bella
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    Comunque Bella
    Composer(s): Mogol-Battisti
    Performer(s): Lucio Battisti



    Tu vestita di fiori o di fari in città
    con la nebbia o i colori
    cogliere le rose a piedi nudi e poi
    con la sciarpa stretta al collo bianca come mai
    ma eri bella bella comunque bella
    quando l'arcobaleno era in fondo ai tuoi occhi
    quando sotto al tuo seno l'ira avvelenava il cuore tuo
    tu vedevi un'altra donna avvicinarsi a me
    prima ancora che io capissi e riscegliessi te
    tu eri bella bella comunque bella
    anche quando un mattino tornasti vestita di pioggia
    con lo sguardo stravolto da una notte d'amore
    "siediti qui" "non ti chiedo perdono perché tu sei un uomo"
    coi capelli bagnati "so che capirai" con quei segni sul viso
    "mi spiace da morire, sai" coi tuoi occhi arrossati
    mentre tu mentivi e mi dicevi che
    ancor più di prima tu amavi me
    tu eri bella bella, comunque bella



    Categorie:Latin Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Rosarita (Tom Jans)
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    Rosarita
    Performer(s): Tom Jans



    She was the darkest light
    That I'd ever known
    Razed in an endless night
    And made out ofstone
    I met her in a mission
    She said "The beams are made of bone"
    Stories she told made me feel so all alone
    And I would follow her
    As she walked in the hills
    Drinking the silence there
    Until she had her fill
    I wanted to take her
    But I guess I never will

    Rosarita your journey is my own
    They say that your lover is not made of blood and bone
    The dust from the El Camino upan your face
    Your mother's in the mansion
    And your father's in disgrace

    One evening I followed her down to the sea
    Blue eyes and brown body dancing gracefully
    Voice. in the shadows I was ready for a fight
    She said remember what you learn tonight
    And in the moonlight I could see her smile
    She said you can take me
    But only for a little while
    You see my lover has gone so many more miles

    Somebody said they saw her running in the wind
    With tearful eyes never to return again
    I never was her lover
    And I never was her friend




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    23-01-1977
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    The Year That Clayton Delaney Died
    Composer(s): Tom T. Hall
    First release by: Tom T. Hall - 1971
    Covered by multiple other artists



    I remember the year that Clayton Delaney died
    They said for the last two weeks that he suffered and cried
    It made a big impression on me, although I was a barefoot kid
    They said he got religion at the end and I'm glad that he did

    Clayton was the best guitar picker in our town
    I thought he was a hero and I used to follow Clayton around
    I often wondered why Clayton, who seemed so good to me
    Never took his guitar and made it down in Tenn-o-see

    Well, Daddy said he drank a lot, but I could never understand
    I knew he used to pick up in Ohio with a five-piece band
    Clayton used to tell me, "Son you better put that old guitar away
    There ain't no money in it, it'll lead you to an early grave"

    I guess if I'd admit it, Clayton taught me how to drink booze
    I can see him half-stoned a-pickin' out the lovesick blues
    When Clayton died I made him a promise, I was gonna carry on somehow
    I'd give a hundred dollars if he could only see me now

    I remember the year that Clayton Delaney died
    Nobody ever knew it but I went out in the woods and I cried
    Well, I know there's a lotta big preachers that know a lot more than I do
    But it could be that the good Lord likes a little pickin' too
    Yeah, I remember the year that Clayton Delaney died



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Computer Liebe
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    Computer Liebe
    Performer(s): Kraftwerk



    Computer Liebe, Computer Liebe

    Ich bin allein, mal wieder ganz allein
    Stahr auf dem Fernsehschirm, stahr auf dem Fernsehschirm
    Auf Heute noch nichts zu tun, auf Heute noch nichts zu tun
    Ich brauch ein Rendez-vous, ich brauch ein Rendez-vous

    Ich wähl die Nummer, ich wähl die Nummer
    Rufe Bildschirmtext, rufe Bildschirmtext
    Auf Heute noch nichts zu tun, auf Heute noch nichts zu tun
    Ich brauch ein Rendez-vous, ich brauch ein Rendez-vous



    Categorie:Duitse Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Rosarita (Neil Sedaka)
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    Rosarita
    Composer(s): Neil Sedaka; Dara Sedaka
    Performer(s): Neil Sedaka



    Nine sharp, here in the dark
    And my dream girl's struttin' again
    Back in to my fantasy world
    She's a vision in red
    Wild eyes, long hair
    And a body hard to describe
    Don't care what the people might say
    I think I love you, you woman child
    You make my dream world come alive

    Hot stuff, never get enough
    Don't you know that you're my dream lover
    I know that you've been around
    But that's not stoppin' my ecstasy
    Rosarita, make me crazy
    Got to be my baby
    I'll tell the world that you're mine all mine
    You're my fantasy, you're my special fantasy, you're my fantasy, Rosarita

    One stolen night in her arms
    And for sure my body's on fire
    One touch and I'm needin' her more
    My lips are filled with desire
    They say I'll get over you
    But the feelin' continues to grow
    Here comes the burnin' again
    I think I love you, you woman child
    You make my dream world come alive

    Hot stuff, never get enough
    Don't you know that you're my dream lover
    I know that you've been around
    But that's not stoppin' my ecstasy
    Rosarita, make me crazy
    Got to be my baby
    I'll tell the world that you're mine all mine
    You're my fantasy, you're my special fantasy, you're my fantasy, Rosarita

    I think I love you, you woman child
    You make my dream world come alive

    Hot stuff, never get enough
    Don't you know that you're my dream lover
    I know that you've been around
    But that's not stoppin' my ecstasy
    Rosarita, make me crazy
    Got to be my baby
    I'll tell the world that you're mine all mine
    You're my fantasy, you're my special fantasy, you're my fantasy, Rosarita
    Rosa Rosarita
    Rosarita, Rosa Rosarita
    Rosarita, Rosa Rosarita...




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    22-01-1977
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.The Year Of Our Love
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    The Year Of Our Love
    Composer(s): Davie - Moore
    Performer(s): Tommy Leonetti



    Skies and skates and in January
    Fireside dates in February
    March winds when our hearts were flyin' high
    Higher then a kite up in the sky
    The year of our love

    Strolls we took in April showers
    Sundays when we picked May flowers
    Moonlight and the midnight swim in June
    Wond'rin' how it got so late so soon
    The year of our love

    July, and those holidays apart
    August, you hurried back to ease my aching heart
    September, the plans we made
    October saw them fade
    You denied it in November

    Tried to hide it thru December
    Then you taught me how a heart can grow
    When you said goodbye on New Year's Eve
    The year of our love
    The year of our love



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Computer Age
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    Computer Age
    Performer(s): Sweet Comfort Band



    She does aerobics to start the day
    But you can find her playing video games
    On her home computer screen
    She's the best you've ever seen

    She keeps appointments, she's never late
    Only goes out on computer dates
    Made on answering machines
    She's the all-American teen

    She's growing up in the computer age
    Her mind's in gear
    Her heart's been disengaged
    The future's clear
    It's all been pre-arranged
    She's growing up in the computer age

    She's a product of society
    Completely lacking personality
    She was brought into the world
    As a test tube baby girl

    Her name is Debbie, or Cathy, or Sue
    Maybe you know her
    Maybe it's you
    She's become like all the rest
    Who've been programmed for success

    She's growing up in the computer age
    Her mind's in gear
    Her heart's been disengaged
    The future's clear
    It's all been pre-arranged
    She's growing up in the computer age

    She's got American Bandstand
    To show her how to dance
    She's got cable movies
    To tell her about romance
    But she won't dream of Mr. Right
    Electric blankets keep her warm at night

    She's growing up in the computer age
    Her mind's in gear
    Her heart's been disengaged
    The future's clear
    It's all been pre-arranged
    She's growing up in the computer age

    Growin' up, growin' up
    She's got an IBM
    That's the apple of her eye
    She doesn't think for herself
    Leads an automated life
    Growin' up



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Rosanna (Toto)
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    Rosanna
    Composer(s): David Paich
    Performer(s): Toto;
    and various other artists



    All I want to do when I wake up in the morning
    is to see your eyes
    Rosanna, Rosanna
    Never thought that a girl like you could ever
    care for me
    Rosanna
    All I want to do in the middle of the evening
    is to hold you tight
    Rosanna, Rosanna
    I didn't know you were looking for more than
    I could ever give
    Not quite a year since she went away
    Rosanna, yeah
    Now she's gone and I have to say

    Meet you all the way
    Meet you all the way
    Rosanna, yeah
    Meet you all the way
    Rosanna, yeah

    I can see your face still shining through the
    window on the other side
    Rosanna, Rosanna
    I didn't know that a girl like you could meke
    me feel so sad
    Rosanna
    All I want to tell you is that no one will
    never ever have to compromise
    Rosanna, Rosanna
    I've never thought that losing you could ever
    hurt so bad
    Not quite a year since she went away
    Rosanna, yeah
    Now she's gone and I have to say

    Meet you all the way
    Meet you all the way
    Rosanna, yeah
    Meet you all the way
    Rosanna, yeah

    Not quite a year since she went away
    Rosanna, yeah
    Now she's gone and I have to say

    Meet you all the way
    Meet you all the way
    Rosanna, yeah
    Meet you all the way
    Rosanna, yeah




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    21-01-1977
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    Yankee Doodle Boy
    Composer(s): George M. Cohan
    First performance by: George M. Cohan - 1904
    Covered by multiple other artists



    I'm the kid that's all the candy
    I'm a Yankee Doodle Dandy
    I'm glad I am, So's Uncle Sam

    I'm a real live Yankee Doodle
    Made my name and fame and boodle
    Just like Mister Doodle did, by riding on a pony

    I love to listen to the Dixie strain
    "I long to see ther girl I left behind me!"
    And that ain't a josh, She's a Yankee, by gosh
    Oh, say can you see Anything about a Yankee that's a phoney?

    I'm a Yankee Doodle Dandy
    A Yankee Doodle, do or die
    A real live nephew of my Uncle Sam's
    Born on the Fourth of July

    I've got a Yankee Doodle sweetheart
    She's my Yankee Doodle joy
    Yankee Doodle came to London
    Just to ride the ponies

    I am the Yankee Doodle Boy

    Father's name was Hezikiah, Mother's name was Ann Maria
    Yanks through and through. Red, White and Blue
    Father was so Yankee hearted, When the Spanish war was started
    He slipped in his uniform and hopped upon a pony

    My mother's mother was a Yankee free
    My father's father was a Yankee too
    And that's going some, For the Yankees by gosh
    Oh, say can you see Any thing about my pedigree that's phoney?

    I'm a Yankee Doodle Dandy
    A Yankee Doodle, do or die
    A real live nephew of my Uncle Sam's
    Born on the Fourth of July



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    Comptine Pour Clementine
    Composer(s): Jean Ferrat; Guy Thomas
    Performer(s): Jean Ferrat



    Qui frappe à coups redoublés
    À ta porte verrouillée
    Sans s'occuper des voisins
    Qu'aiment pas le tambourin
    C'est le méchant loup ma mie
    C'est le méchant loup
    C'est le méchant loup ma mie
    C'est le méchant loup

    La clé fait deux petits tours
    Entrez monsieur mon amour
    Entrez mon printemps joli
    Mon oiseau de paradis
    Voilà le muguet ma mie
    Voilà le muguet
    Voilà le muguet ma mie
    Voilà le muguet

    Pour ta si cruelle absence
    Faudra faire pénitence
    Un pater c'est bien le moins
    Et trois ave sur mon sein
    À ta volonté ma mie
    À ta volonté
    À ta volonté ma mie
    À ta volonté

    Dieu nous donne le charbon
    Au diable tous tes jupons
    Accroche au clou tes dentelles
    Et cisaille tes ficelles
    Tirons le rideau ma mie
    Tirons le rideau
    Tirons le rideau ma mie
    Tirons le rideau

    Oublions les hypocrites
    Les fabricants d'eau bénite
    Voilà le premier baiser
    Que tu dois apprivoiser
    Comme un papillon ma mie
    Comme un papillon
    Comme un papillon ma mie
    Comme un papillon

    Il n'y a pas de morale
    Dans ma chanson de cigale
    Il n'y a c'est instinctif
    Qu'un petit cri subversif
    Merde à la fourmi ma mie
    Merde à la fourmi
    Merde à la fourmi ma mie
    Merde à la fourmi



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    Rosanna
    Composer(s): Gordon Lightfoot
    Performer(s): Gordon Lightfoot



    Rosanna makes my day begin
    With kisses for a king
    And coffee on a silver tray
    She sees the shape I'm in
    And if she should ever break away
    I'd follow close behind her
    'Cause Rosanna yes Rosanna
    Rules my heart

    Rosanna knows the times I keep
    A fire softly glows
    And the shadows lick the walls
    She knows when I'm asleep
    The dinner's served at eight o'clock on time
    And all is well by nine
    'Cause Rosanna yes Rosanna
    Rules my heart

    Rosanna moves across the floor
    Her perfume fills the air
    As she walks beside my easy chair
    I touch her hand once more
    And I may never sleep again
    I like the bag she put me in

    Rosanna knows the ways of a man
    But not the way I feel
    I don't really care what happens now
    It's catch me if you can
    For no matter what occasion should arise
    She likes to sympathize
    'Cause Rosanna yes Rosanna
    Rosanna, Rosanna
    Rules my heart




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    20-01-1977
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    The Yam
    Composer(s): Irving Berlin
    Performer(s): Fred Astaire & Ginger Rogers
    and multiple other artists



    Any Yams today? Any Yams today?

    Come on and hear the Yam and cry
    "Any Yam today?"
    The sweet potatoes that he'll fry
    Will be Yam today

    The little step that you see him do
    With every yam that he sells to you
    Is something that you ought to try
    Come and yam today!

    Come get what I've got
    It will hit the spot
    Get your sweet and hot
    Yam....

    Raise your hand and sway
    Like you hold a tray
    When you're on your way
    Yam....

    Come on shake your depression
    And let's have a yam session
    There's that long note, one-two-three
    Yam...

    Every orchestra
    In America
    Will be doing the
    Yam...

    I didn't come to do the Charleston
    I didn't come to ball the jack
    I didn't come to do the Suzie Q
    Or do the bottom they call black

    I didn't come to do big apple
    I didn't come to do the shag
    But honey here I am to do the yam
    Because the yam is in the bag



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    Comprendre
    Performer(s): Jean Ferrat



    Je t'apprendrai l'eau la lumière
    L'arbre la source le torrent
    Le secret des vignes des pierres
    Le bruit du vent
    Toi tu m'apprendras la panthère
    Le chat le renard et l'oiseau
    Le cri blessé du solitaire
    Loin du troupeau
    Nous apprendrons à voir les choses
    Et leur pourquoi et leur comment
    J'aurai l'innocence des roses
    Toi des enfants

    Comprendre
    La fleur et le fruit
    Comprendre
    Le monde aujourd'hui

    Tu m'apprendras tes yeux de fleur
    Tes bras colliers tes hanches flammes
    Ton rêve abeille et crève-coeur
    Ton rire femme
    Je serai l'ombre qui te suit
    Cette part toujours en nous-mêmes
    Qui se dérobe à l'autre et fuit
    Ce que l'on aime
    Nous apprendrons à nous connaître
    En jetant bas les interdits
    Je serai la fenêtre ouverte
    Et toi la nuit

    Comprendre
    La fleur et le fruit
    Comprendre
    Ce qui nous unit

    Nous conjuguerons l'avenir
    À chaque instant présent dans toi
    En partageant le vin le rire
    Avec ceux-là
    Qui vivent plus haut que leurs songes
    Qui haïssent la solitude
    Qui chassent l'ombre et le mensonge
    Des habitudes
    Nous apprendrons à voir le monde
    Avec ces hommes d'aujourd'hui
    Dont les rêves aux nôtres se fondent
    À l'infini

    Comprendre
    La fleur et le fruit
    Comprendre
    L'homme d'aujourd'hui



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    Rosana
    Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez



    Ya te estoy recordando, Rosana
    aunque no te hayas ido
    el lucero que brilla mañana
    es lo que te he querido
    Ya te estoy recordando, elegida
    como un reo en la sombra
    resucita el color de la vida
    lo acaricia y lo nombra

    Ni un centavo te cuesta este beso
    pues mi alma lo paga
    Sólo espero lo mismo por eso
    hasta el fin de la saga
    Cuando escriban la vida los buenos
    al final vencedores
    se sabrá que no usamos veneno
    como aroma de flores

    Brotará de la sangre ternura
    inocencia y espejos
    donde irán a correr travesuras
    nuevos niños y viejos
    Servirá de señal cada huella
    de las horas felices
    Se sabrá tanto de las estrellas
    como de cicatrices

    Y el camino que emprendas, Rosana
    será mejor a veces
    porque en otros momentos, cubana
    tu llorarás con creces
    Ya te vas
    Yo no me quedo y no atino
    a saber qué ha pasado
    Sólo sé que, por causa o destino
    ya no estas a mi lado




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