There She Goes
Composer(s): Durwood Haddock - Eddie Miller - W.S. Stevenson
Performer(s): Carl Smith
and multiple other artists



There she goes, she's walkin' away
Each step she takes brings heartaches my way
He's won her heart, I lost her some way
There she goes, she's walkin' away

If I hadn't cheated, if I hadn't lied
I'd be the one who's walkin' by her side
I love her still and I guess that it shows
She's walkin' away, there she goes

There she goes! She's walkin' away
Each step she takes brings heartaches my way

If I hadn't cheated, if I hadn't lied
I'd be the one who's walkin' by her side (by her side)
I love her still and I guess that it shows
She's walkin' away, there she goes
There she goes
There she goes
There she goes

Contre Vents Et Marées
((Adapted from: Theme From A Movie That Never Happened (Eric Clapton) - 1998))
Composer(s): Eric Clapton - Francoise Hardy
Performer(s): Françoise Hardy - 2000



Contre vents et marées
Oublie les apparances
Le silence
N'est jamais immobile
Toute attente a un sens
Aie confiance
Imagine
Les forces en présence
Continue ton effort
Pense au but, cherche encore
Le monde et toi
Êtes sommis à des Lois
Songes-y quelquefois...
Avant que tu t'élances
Que tu danses
Que tu coures sur ton fil
Que tes belles évidences
Ta violence
Tombent en ruines
Bien des deuils t'attendent...
Tu dois juste avancer
Regarder sans tricher
La vérité
Suivre ta route
Coûte que coûte
Contre vents et marees
Si nul n'echappe à ces orages
Qui balayent au passage
Les repères
Qui éteignent la lumière..
Dans la nuit noire
Tôt ou tard
Va briller un espoir
Et germer ta victoire...
Arme-toi de patience
La souffrance
N'est jamais inutile
Elle élève en silence
Tisse les fils
Invisible
D'une autre naissance
Vois la mer qui se calme
Le soleil dans les arbres
Sèche tes larmes
Sois vivant, reste vrai
Contre vents et marées

Rubber Duckie
Composer(s): Joe Raposo
Performer(s): Bob McGrath



Well here I am in my tubby again
And my tubby's all filled with water and nice fluffy suds
And I've got my soap and washcloth to wash myself
And I've got my nifty scrub brush to help me scrub my back
And I've got a big fluffy towel to dry myself when I'm done
But there's one other thing that makes tubby time
The very best time of the whole day
And you know what that is?
It's a very special friend of mine
My very favorite little pal

Oh, rubber ducky, you're the one
You make bath time lots of fun
Rubber ducky I'm awfully fond of you
Vo-vo vo-deo
Rubber ducky, joy of joy
When I squeeze you, you make noise
Rubber ducky you're my very best friend it's true

Oh, everyday when I, make my way to the tubby
I find a, little fella who's cute and yella and chubby
Rub-a-dub dubby
Rubber ducky you're so fine
And I'm lucky that you're mine
Rubber ducky I'm awfully fond of you

Hey rubber ducky
Would you like me to scrub your back with my nifty little scrub brush
You would!?! 
Ok, how's this
Hey, you want me to scrub behind your ears
Ooohh, I see, you don't have any ears, do you
Well how bout your tummy
Scrub his little ducky tummy
Ooh, he's ticklish

Oh, everyday when I, make my way to the tubby
I find a, little fella who's cute and yella and chubby
Rub-a-dub-dubby
Rubber ducky you're so fine
And I'm lucky that you're mine
Rubber ducky I'd like a whole pond of
Rubber ducky I'm awfully fond of you

There Never Was A Night So Beautiful
Performer(s): Perry Como



There never was a night so beautiful 
As this night here with you under the stars
No music ever was so danceable 
No one as romance-able
As you are...

There never was a night so beautiful
It seems I'm on the planet Mars
And yet they say it's not unusual 
For people to feel this way
The way I do...

They say it happens when the one you love 
Loves you! 

And yet they say it's not unusual
For people to feel this way
The way I do...

They say it happens when the one you love
Loves you! 

Contract On Love
Composer(s): Janie Bradford - Lamont Dozier - Brian Holland
Performer(s): Stevie Wonder; Martha & the Vandellas; A-Train



Baby, baby, sign my contract on love 
Baby, baby, sign my contract on love 
Baby, baby, sign my contract on love 
Baby, baby, sign it 
Sign it 
Sign it 
Sign it 

You say you love me 
And I believe it's true 
But before I let myself go 
Here's what you've got to do 

(Sign it) 
(Sign it) 
(Sign it) 
(Sign it) 
You've got to sign 
(You, you, you'd better sign it) 
My contract on love 
(You, you, you'd better sign it) 
Write it in your heart 
(You, you, you'd better sign it) 
That you'll never do anything 
To ever make us part 
(Sign it) 
(Sign it) 
(Sign it) 
(Sign it) 

Yeah, I know it may seem strange to you 
Yeah, but I've lost a love so many times before 
Yeah, and now that I know the score 
No one's gonna hurt me no more 
And I'm takin' all my chances with romances 
Yeah 

(Sign it) 
(Sign it) 
(Sign it) 
(Sign it) 
So just sign 
(You, you, you'd better sign it) 
Right here on this dotted line 
(You, you, you'd better sign it) 
Where it says you'll be mine, all mine 
(You, you, you'd better sign it) 
Until the end of time 
(Sign it) 
(Sign it) 
(Sign it) 
(Sign it) 

So come on, come on, come on, and 
Sign, yeah 
(Baby, baby, sign my contract on love) 
Sign, yeah 
(Baby, baby, sign my contract on love) 
Sign, right here on this line 
(Baby, baby, sign my contract on love) 
Yeah 

(Sign it) 
(Sign it) 
(Sign it) 
(Sign it) 
Sign, yeah 
(Baby, baby, sign my contract on love) 
Sign, yeah 
(Baby, baby, sign my contract on love) 
Sign my contract on love 
(Baby, baby, sign my contract on love)

Rubber Bullets
Composer(s): Lol Creme;
Kevin Godley; Graham Gouldman
Performer(s): 10cc



I went to a party at the local county jail 
All the cons were dancing and the band began to wail 
But the guys were indiscreet 
They were brawling in the street 
At the local dance at the local county jail 
Well the band were playing 
and the booze began to flow 
But the sound came over on the police car radio 
Down at precinct 49 
Having a tear-gas of a time 
Sergeant Baker got a call from the governor of the county jail 
Load up, load up, load up with Rubber Bullets
Load up, load up, load up with Rubber Bullets
I love to hear those convicts squeal 
It's a shame these slugs ain't real 
But we can't have dancing at the local county pen 
Sergeant Baker and his men made a beeline for the jail 
And for miles around you could hear the sirens wail 
There's a rumour going round death row 
That a fuse is gonna blow 
At the local hop at the local county jail 
Sergeant Baker started talking with a bullhorn in his hand 
He was cool, he was clear, he was always in command 
He said "blood will flow here, Padre 
Padre you talk to your boys..." 
"Trust in me - God will come to set you free..." 
Well we don't understand why you called in the National Guard 
When Uncle Sam is the one who belongs in the exercise yard 
We all got balls and brains - but some's got balls and chains 
At the local dance at the local county jail 
Load up, load up, load up with Rubber Bullets
Load up, load up, load up with Rubber Bullets
Is it really such a crime for a guy to spend his time 
At the local dance at the local county jail
At the local dance at the local county jail
What you gonna do about it what you gonna do? 
What you gonna do about it what you gonna do?

There Must Be A Way
Composer(s): David Saxon - Sammy Gallop
Performer(s): Joni James
and multiple other artists



There isn't a place I can go
a place where you won't be missed
for there's not a place that I know
where mem ries of you don't exist

But there must be a way to help me forget that we're through
there must be a way to stop me from dreaming of you
There must be a star in the skies
that isn't reflecting your eyes
I just don't know how to disguise how much I miss you
There must be a song that doesn't remind me of you
there must be a kiss to thrill me like yours used to do
I looked for a way to be happy, happy with somebody new
Oh, there must be a way but I can't find the way without you

Contra El Tiempo
Performer(s): Fernando Ubiergo



Afuera hace frío
adentro, recuerdos
Mi viejo y su casa
en un cerro del puerto
Y allá en Santiago
mi madre en silencio
contando las horas
por si un día yo vuelvo

¿Y qué puedo hacer ahora?
si tan sólo quedan horas
y ya mañana
hay que partir?
Llorando en solitario
porque se queda en Santiago
lo que me da fuerzas
para vivir

¿Quién me presta maquillaje
para continuar mi viaje?
Hay otros amigos...
por ahí...

Ahora me siento
un poco el hermano
de mi pasado 
y de un futuro
un tanto incierto
Con cuatro maletas
en cien aeropuertos
Y esta guitarra
para empezar de nuevo...

Rubber Ball
Composer(s): Aaron Schroeder; Ann Orlowski
Performer(s): Bobby Vee;
and various other artists



Rubber ball, I come bouncing back to you
Rubber ball, I'll come bouncing back to you
Ah-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

I'm like a rubber ball
Baby that's all that I am to you (bouncy, bouncy) (bouncy, bouncy)
Just a rubber ball
'cause you think you can be true to two (bouncy, bouncy) (bouncy, bouncy)
You bounce my heart around (You don't even put her down)
And like a rubber ball, I come bouncing back to you
Rubber ball, I come bouncing back to you

If you stretch my love till it's thin enough to tear
I'll just stretch my arms to reach you anywhere
And like a rubber ball, I'll come bouncing back to you
Rubber ball, I come bouncing back to you.

You bounce my heart around (You don't even put her down)
And like a rubber ball, I come bouncing back to you
Rubber ball, I come bouncing back to you
Ah-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
(Bouncy, bouncy) (bouncy, bouncy)
(Bouncy, bouncy) (bouncy, bouncy)
Eee-eee-eee

I'm like a rubber band
When on my shoulder you do tap (bouncy, bouncy) (bouncy, bouncy)
Just a rubber band
Because my heartstrings, they just snap (bouncy, bouncy) (bouncy, bouncy)
You go and squeeze me till I'm all aflame
(She calls you by some other guy's name)
But like a rubber ball, I come bouncing back to you
Rubber ball, I come bouncing back to you
Rubber ball, I'll come bouncing back to you

Rubber ball, I'll come bouncing back to you
Rubber ball, I'll come bouncing back to you

There Must Be A Reason
Composer(s): Benny Davis - Ted Murray
Performer(s): Frankie Laine
and multiple other artists



There must be a reason for rain drops to fall
There must be a reason why mountains are tall
And why are the stars in the sky
There must be a reason why

There must be a reason for rivers to flow
For beautiful trees and for flowers that grow
And why have the birds' wings to fly
There must be a reason why

The changes from season to season
The dawning that brings a new day
These wonders must all have a reason
It was intended that way

There must be a reason for falling in love
It must have been planned up in heaven above
And why are we so much in love, you and I
There must be a reason why

The changes from season to season
The dawning that brings a new day
These wonders must all have a reason
It was intended that way

There must be a reason for falling in love
It must have been planned up in heaven above
And why are we so much in love, you and I
There must be a reason why

Contemplation Rose
Composer(s): Van Morrison
Performer(s): Van Morrison



Puerto Rican Nursery Rhymes
Angels in the snow and thyme
And I'm keeping my mind on that rose 
In a church in Spanish Harlem 

Got Watchtowers and Awakes for free 
In the laundromat for you and me
But you can't take me down that way 
As I'm not sinking 

And if we go down one time 
Next times not gonna be the last time
And I'm contemplating that rose
In a church in Spanish Harlem
Didn't I bring you precious gifts 
Came to kiss you on the lips
Didn't even appear 
To beg your pardon 

To lay out in the morning sun 
Feel the cool breeze and the one
Right there in, in my garden
Puerto Rican Nursery Rhymes
And angels, and angels, and the snow and thyme 
But I'm keeping my mind on that rose
In a church in Spanish Harlem

Rub It In
Composer(s): Martine Layng Jr.
Performer(s): Billy "Crash" Craddock;
and various other artists



Lie beside me on the sand
Put some lotion in your hand
Come on an make me feel nice
Then kiss me once or twice
Say you love me again
Then rub it in rub it in
Rub it in rub it in
I feel the tingle begin
You're gettin' under my skin
Rub it in rub it in
Mmm, feels good 
Put a lil bit on ma left shoulder
Yeah
Put a lil bit right here
Yeah
Turn your radio on 
And find a slow groovin' song 
Baby whisper in my ear 
Say the things I wanna hear 
Make me know your love is strong 
And rub it in rub it in
Rub it in rub it in
I feel the tingle begin
You're gettin' under my skin
Rub it in rub it in
Put a little on my nose
Put a little on my toes
Put it on my back, and my sacroilliac
And a dab on my chinny-chin-chin

Rub it in rub it in
Rub it in rub it in
I feel the tingle begin
You're gettin' under my skin
Rub it in rub it in

Rub it in rub it in
Rub it in rub it in
I feel the tingle begin
Youre gettin under my skin
Rub it in rub it in

There Lived A King
Composer(s): Arthur Sullivan - William Schwenck Gilbert
Performer(s): Owen Brannigan



Don Alhambra:
There lived a King, as I've been told
In the wonder-working days of old
When hearts were twice as good as gold
And twenty times as mellow
Good-temper triumphed in his face
And in his heart he found a place
For all the erring human race
And every wretched fellow
When he had Rhenish wine to drink
It made him very sad to think
That some, at junket or at jink
Must be content with toddy

Marcos And Giuseppe:
With toddy, must be content with toddy

Don Alhambra:
He wished all men as rich as he
(And he was rich as rich could be)
So to the top of every tree
Promoted everybody

Marcos And Giuseppe:
Now, that's the kind of King for me
He wished all men as rich as he
So to the top of every tree
Promoted everybody!

Don Alhambra:
Lord Chancellors were cheap as sprats
And Bishops in their shovel hats
Were plentiful as tabby cats
In point of fact, too many
Ambassadors cropped up like hay
Prime Ministers and such as they
Grew like asparagus in May
And Dukes were three a penny
On every side Field-Marshals gleamed
Small beer were Lords-Lieutenant deemed
With Admirals the ocean teemed
All round his wide dominions

Marcos And Giuseppe:
All round his wide dominions

Don Alhambra:
And Party Leaders you might meet
In twos and threes in every street
Maintaining, with no little heat
Their various opinions

Marcos And Giuseppe:
Now that's a sight you couldn't beat
Two Party Leaders in each street
Maintaining, with no little heat
Their various opinions

Don Alhambra:
That King, although no one denies
His heart was of abnormal size
Yet he'd have acted otherwise
If he had been acuter
The end is easily foretold
When every blessed thing you hold
Is made of silver, or of gold
You long for simple pewter
When you have nothing else to wear
But cloth of gold and satins rare
For cloth of gold you cease to care
Up goes the price of shoddy

Marcos And Giuseppe:
Up goes the price of shoddy

Don Alhambra:
In short, whoever you may be
To this conclusion you'll agree
When every one is somebodee
Then no one's anybody!

Marcos And Giuseppe:
Now that's as plain as plain can be
To this conclusion we agree

All:
When every one is somebodee
Then no one's anybody! 

Contarás Conmigo
Composer(s): Pablo Beltrán Ruiz
Performer(s): Javier Solís



Quiero que vivas feliz bien sabes que yo jamás te maldigo
sólo te vengo a decir que estés como estés contarás conmigo

Nada en la vida es igual se puede cambiar la dicha en castigo
si algo te llega a pasar no tengas temor estaré contigo

Inseparables cruzaremos por la vida
inseparables como el llanto y el dolor
Somos los mismos de ayer
ni yo te perdí ni tú me has perdido
Nunca te olvides mi bien
que estés donde estés contarás conmigo

Inseparables cruzaremos por la vida
inseparables como el llanto y el dolor

Nunca te olvides mi bien
que estés donde estés contarás conmigo

Rub A Dub Dub
Performer(s): Equals



Saturday night and I'm sitting in a tub
Got to see my baby
Rub a dub dub
Need hot water running out

got to see my baby
scrub a scrub scrub
Wait till late to see my baby

tonight's the night
that I'm going to ask her

got to smell sweet just like a rose

Sitting in my tub
Rub a dub dub
Sitting in my tub
scrub a scrub scrub
Saturday night and I'm having a rub

Got to see ma baby
Rub a dub dub
Need more soap I'm running out

got to see my baby
scrub a scrub scrub
I wonder what will be the answer
This is the first time
I'm going to ask her

Sitting here I won't know the answer

sitting in my tub
rub a dub dub

Sitting in my tub
rub a dub dub
sitting in my tub
scrub a scrub scrub
Saturday night and I'm sitting in my tub
Got to see my baby
Rub a dub dub
Need hot water I'm running out

sitting in my tub
scrub a scrub scrub
I wait till late to see my baby

tonight's the night that - that
I'm going to ask her

Got to smell sweet just like a rose

sitting in my tub
scrub a scrub scrub
Come into my tub

said the spider to the fly

No thank you
replied the fly

don't really think

I need a rub

There Is Something On Your Mind
Composer(s): Big Jay McNeely
First release by: Big Jay McNeely - 1959
Covered by multiple other artists



By the way you look at me
I truly do believe
Something is worrying
Your troubled mind

There is something on your mind
By the way you look at me
There is something on your mind, baby
By the way you look at me
Whoa, yeah

Can what you're thinking
Bring our happiness

Or will it bring misery

No, no, no, no, no, no
Please don't try to tell me
I think I understand

No, no, don't try
To tell me, pretty baby
I tell you, I think
I understand, whoa, yeah

You want me to try and forget you
Well, I'll do the best I can

You know it's so hard
To be in love with someone
It's so hard to be in love with
Someone that don't love you

And it carries a
Heavy burden on your heart
To know that the someone they love
Is your very best friend

I tell you, when somebody else
Is rocking your cradle
Better than you can
Rock your cradle yourself
There's only one thing left
In this world for you to do

Pack your clothes, turn around
Walk slowly out the door
Look over your left shoulder
Hang your head and say

If you ever think about me
If I ever cross your mind
Girl, girl
If you ever think about me
Pretty baby
If I ever cross your mind

Whoa, yeah, well, you know
You know I'm yours
I know, I know your mine

After you can't stand it no more
You go on downtown to the pawn shop
And get yourself a pistol

And then you make it
Back up on the scene
Where your loved one and your
Best friend are now together

You go right in and bust
Down the door and shoot him
You can't shoot her
Because you know if you shoot her
All of your love and your long
Lifetime will be gone forever

And just as you make it up
In your mind to forgive her
Here come another one of
Your best friends through the door

This really makes you blow your top
And you go right ahead and go in person
To your heart and shoot her

And realizing what you've done
You say, baby, please forgive me
I'm sorry

And with her last dying breath
She looks up at you and say
Do do do do, whoa, oh...

Contagious
Composer(s): Reggie Calloway; Melvin Gentry; Bobby Lovelace; Boaz Watson
Performer(s): The Whispers



Contagious
Spreadin' like a fire, baby
Contagious
I'm 'bout to lose control

Contagious
Cause you're my sweet desire, baby
Contagious
I just can't let you go

When I see you
Every time we meet I my knees I get weak
I always lose control
Cause you're so fine, baby, you're so cold

Give me fever
Temperature's rising, girl, what am I supposed to do
Can't go to a doctor, baby
Cause there is only one cure and it's you

Your love's contagious
Spreadin' like a fire, baby
Contagious
I'm 'bout to lose control

Contagious
Cause you're my sweet desire, baby
Contagious
I just can't let you go

You're my prescription
I need your lovin' every hour, 24 times a day
Don't give me such a hard time, baby
I'm so in love, I just can't stay away

Every time we touch I feel somethin' new
Hooked on your love and I don't know what to do
Love has the power, you've got the upper hand
I'll give you what you want and your wish is my command

Contagious
Spreadin' like a fire, baby
Contagious
I'm 'bout to lose control

Contagious
Cause you're my sweet desire, baby
Contagious
I just can't let you go

Every time we touch I feel somethin' new
Hooked on your love and I don't know what to do
Love has the power, you've got the upper hand
I'll give you what you want and your wish is my command

Contagious
Spreadin' like a fire, baby
Contagious
I'm 'bout to lose control

Contagious
Cause you're my sweet desire, baby
Contagious
I just can't let you go

Contagious
You've really got a hold on me
Contagious
Don't you ever let go

Contagious
Cause you're my sweet desire, baby
Contagious
Don't you ever let go

Contagious
Spreadin' like a fire, baby
Contagious
I'm 'bout to lose control

Contagious
Cause you're my sweet desire, baby
Contagious
I just can't let you go

Contagious
You've really got a hold on me
Contagious
Don't you ever let go

Rozen Voor Sandra
French Title: Une Rose Pour Sandra
Composer(s): B. Sykes; W.P. Walker; N. Byl
Performer(s): Jimmy Frey; Ronnie Tober



Breng die rozen naar Sandra
Eer ze de stad verlaat
Breng die rozen naar Sandra
't Is misschien niet te laat

't Leven kon niet mooier zijn
Wonderzacht als een geheim
Wie had ooit gedacht dat onze sterke liefde eens verdwijnen kon
Met de avondzon

Breng die rozen naar Sandra
Eer ze de stad verlaat
Breng die rozen naar Sandra
't Is misschien niet te laat

Het gebeurde allemaal
Tussen gisteren en vandaag
Sandra gaf me nog een kans maar 'k liet haar gaan
hoewel haar blik me zei
Jij bent alles voor mij

Breng die rozen naar Sandra
Eer ze de stad verlaat
Breng die rozen naar Sandra
't Is misschien niet te laat

Breng die rozen naar Sandra
Eer ze de stad verlaat
Breng die rozen naar Sandra
't Is misschien niet te laat

Breng die rozen naar Sandra
Eer ze de stad verlaat

There Is No Greater Love
Composer(s): Marty Symes - Isham Jones
First release by: Isham Jones and His Orch. - 1936
Covered by multiple other artists



There is no greater love
Than what I feel for you
No greater love
No heart so true

There is no greater thrill
Than what you bring to me
No sweeter song
Than what you sing to me

You're the sweetest thing
I have ever known
And to think that
You are mine alone

There is no greater love
In all the world, it's true
No greater love
Than what I feel for you

You're the sweetest thing
I have ever known
And to think that
You are mine alone

There is no greater love
In all the world, it's true
No greater love
Than what I feel for you

Construcão
Performer(s): Chico Buarque



Amou daquela vez como se fosse a última
Beijou sua mulher como se fosse a última
E cada filho seu como se fosse o único
E atravessou a rua com seu passo tímido
Subiu a construção como se fosse máquina
Ergueu no patamar quatro paredes sólidas
Tijolo com tijolo num desenho mágico
Seus olhos embotados de cimento e lágrima
Sentou pra descansar como se fosse sábado
Comeu feijão com arroz como se fosse um príncipe
Bebeu e soluçou como se fosse um náufrago
Dançou e gargalhou como se ouvisse música
E tropeçou no céu como se fosse um bêbado
E flutuou no ar como se fosse um pássaro
E se acbou no chão feito um pacote flácido
Agonizou no meio do passeio público
Morreu na contramão atrapalhando o tráfego

Amou daquela vez como se fosse o último
Beijou sua mulher como se fosse a única
E cada filho seu como se fosse o pródigo
E atravessou a rua com seu passo bêbado
Subiu a construção como se fosse sólido
Ergueu no patamar quatro paredes mágicas
Tijolo com tijolo num desenho lógico
Seus olhos embotados de cimento e tráfego
Sentou pra descansar como se fosse um príncipe
Comeu feijão com arroz como se fosse máquina
Dançou e gargalhou como se fosse o próximo
E tropeçou no céu como se ouvisse música
E flutuou no ar como se fosse sábado
E se acabou no chão feito um pacote tímido
Agonizou no meio do passeio náufrago
Morreu na contramão atrapalhando o público

Amou daquela vez como se fosse máquina
Beijou sua mulher como se fosse lógico
Ergueu no patamar quatro paredes flácidas
Sentou pra descansar como se fosse um pássaro
E flutuou no ar como se fosse um príncipe
E se acabou no chão feito um pacote bêbado
Morreu na contramão atrapalhando o sábado