Thoughtless
Composer(s): Carl Lampl - Buddy Kaye
Performer(s): Doris Day; Paula Kelly; Gordon MacRae



You are so thoughtless of me
You say things that make me so blue
You show it in so many little things you do
Or is that just your way of telling me we're through
You're much too much on my mind
I guess that you just shouldn't be
And maybe if I thought less of you, baby
You wouldn't be so thoughtless of me

(You are so thoughtless of me)
You say things that make me so blue
You show it in so many little things you do
(Or is that just your way of telling me we're through)
You're much too much on my mind
I guess that you just shouldn't be
(And maybe if I thought less of you), baby
You wouldn't be so thoughtless of me
(Thoughtless of me)

Cry Just A Little Bit
Composer(s): Bob Healie
First release by: Shakin' Stevens - 1983



Everytime you have to whisper goodbye
Well I cry just a little bit (cry just a little bit)
I know it's crazy and I don't know why
But I die just a little bit (die just a little bit)

I need to be the one that's by your side
You are the beat in my heart
My love for you is something I can't hide
And I cry just a little bit (cry just a little bit)
Cry just a little bit (cry just a little bit)

Every night before I'm fallin' asleep
Well I pray just a little bit (pray just a little bit)
I pray nobody wants your loving to keep
And you stray just a little bit (stray just a little bit)

Don't let temptation fill your heart with dreams
Don't let your mind run away (hu, hu, hu)
Forbidden love is never what it seems
And you cry just a little bit (cry just a little bit)
Cry just a little bit (little bit)

You're the light that brightens all of my days
And the sun shines above you
And I would die if someone took you away
'cause I love you, love you

(Cry just a little bit, cry just a little bit)

I want forever to be you and I
And that's the way it should be (hu, hu, hu)
I live for you and baby that is why
I cry just a little bit, (cry just a little bit)
Cry just a little bit

Everynight we have to whisper goodbye
I cry just a little bit (cry just a little bit)
I know it's crazy and I don't know why
But I die just a little bit (die just a little bit)

Cry, (cry), cry,
(cry just a little bit) cry just a little bit

Cry, (cry), cry,
(cry just a little bit) cry just a little bit

Cry, (cry), cry,
(cry just a little bit) cry just a little bit

Cry, (cry), cry,
(cry just a little bit) cry just a little bit

Cry, (cry), cry,
(cry just a little bit) cry just a little bit

Cry, (cry), cry,
(cry just a little bit) cry just a little bit...

Je Crois Entendre Encore
Italian Title: Mi Par D'Udir Ancora
Composer(s): Georges Bizet;
Michel Carré; Eugène Cormon
Performer(s): Alison Moyet



Je crois entendre encore
Caché sous les palmiers
Sa voix tendre et sonore
Comme un chant de ramiers
Oh nuit enchanteresse
Divin ravissement
Oh souvenir charmant
Folle ivresse, doux rêve!

Aux clartés des étoiles
Je crois encor la voir
Entr'ouvrir ses longs voiles
Aux vents tièdes du soir
Oh nuit enchanteresse
Divin ravissement
Oh souvenir charmant
Folle ivresse, doux rêve!

Charmant Souvenir!
Charmant Souvenir!

Though The Days Were Only Seven
Composer(s): Ernest Tubb - Ruth Smith
Performer(s): Ernest Tubb



Angel’s sing sweet songs of love dear
Gates of Heaven stood ajar
All the seven days you loved me 
God was looking from afar

And he knows my heart was honest
That it wanted only you
But you went away and left me
Now I’m lonely and I’m blue

Though The Days Were Only Seven
That your heart beat with my own
They were seven days of Heaven
Sweetest Heaven ever known

Ah do it pretty Billy

There were many things my darling
That I wanted you to know
But my soul was so excited
I forgot to tell you so

Please believe me for I love you
And I miss you dear sweetheart
Won’t you come back now I need you
Tell me that we’ll never part

Though The Days Were Only Seven
That your heart beat with my own
They were seven days of Heaven
Sweetest Heaven ever known

Cry For The Bad Man
Composer(s): Allen Collins; Gary Rossington; Ronnie Van Zant
Performer(s): Lynyrd Skynyrd



Well he walks so tall to be so small
Never met a man who’s stranger
He lives his life for a dollar sign
And to deal with him is dangerous
He knocked me down but I’m on my feet
Now I’m so much wiser
I’d rather quit and go back home
Than to deal with the money miser
Let’s cry for this bad man
I sing a song for the bad man

Well, you treat me right baby, I’ll treat you right
That’s the way it’s supposed to be
I put my faith down in my friend
And he almost put an end to me
Well I work seven days a week
Eight when I am able
When you take money from me you take food from my mama’s table
Let’s cry for this bad man
I wrote a song for the bad man

Oh baby you know who you are

Let’s cry for this bad man
I wrote a song for the bad man way down in Georgia

Well, you treat me right baby, I’ll treat you right
That’s the way it’s supposed to be
I put my faith down in my friend
And he almost put an end to me
Well, when you take my money baby when you hurt my family
I go walkin’ through the swamps without no shoes
Step on a snake it scares you
Let’s cry for this bad man
I wrote a song for the bad man broh let’s cry for this bad man
I wrote a song for the bad man

Oh baby straight to you
He’s so bad, so bad

Je Crois En Nous
Adapted from: I Believe In You - 1980
German Title: Ich Glaub An Dich
Composer(s): Roger Cook; Sam Hogin; Pierre Delanoë; Claude Lemesle
Performer(s): Nana Mouskouri - 1984



Je ne crois pas aux superstars
Au superman des super soirs
Je ne crois pas sans rajeunir
Qu'on soit obligé de vieillir
Que le plus grand soit le plus fort
Qu'une fille du sud perde le nord
Qu'il pleuve à l'est et pas alleurs
Que le premier soit le meilleur 

Pourtant je crois encore à l'impossible amour
Je crois au dieu des fous, je crois surtout en nous

Je ne crois pas qu'on aille au ciel
Pour une messe ou un missel
Je ne crois pas qu'on soit damné
Pour une fleur qu'on a donné
Que mon destin soit tout écrit
Là-haut à l'encre de la nuit
Que l'on me note bien ou mal
Dans le grand livre des étoiles

Pourtant je crois encore à l'impossible amour
Je crois au dieu des fous, je crois surtout en nous

Le jour où je t'ai rencontré
J'ai rencontré ma vérité, et je t'aime
C'est ça, c'est ça croire en toi
Je ne crois pas que notre temps
Soit fantastique ou décadent
Que je ressemble à mon miroir
Que blanc c'est blanc et noir c'est noir
Que Tarzan vive à Hollywood
Avec Donald et Robin Hood
Je ne crois pas que l'An deux mille
Verra la fin des imbéciles

Pourtant je crois encore à l'impossible amour
Je crois au dieu des fous, je crois surtout en nous

Pourtant je crois encore à l'impossible amour
Je crois au dieu des fous, je crois surtout en nous

Thou Swell
Composer(s): Richard Rodgers - Lorenz Hart
First performance/First release by: William Gaxton & Costance Carpenter - 1927/Broadway Nitelites - 1928
Covered by multiple other artists



Thou swell, thou witty, thou sweet, thou grand 
Wouldst kiss me pretty? Wouldst hold my hand? 
Both thine eyes are cute too, what they do to me 
Hear me holler, I choose a sweet lollapaloosa in thee 

I'd feel so rich in a hut for two 
Two rooms and kitchen I'm sure would do 
Give me just a plot of, not a lot of land 
And thou swell, thou witty, thou grand

Cry Cry Cry
Composer(s): Thomas V.
Performer(s): The Earls



(Cry, cry, cry)
(Cry, cry, cry)
(Cry, cry, cry)
(Cry, cry, cry)
(Cry)

I lost my own true love today
She packed her bags and went away
She ran to another guy
So, cry

Here come them tear drops
They're falling from my eyes
So, cry
(Cry, cry)
Come on, now
(Cry, cry, cry)
But there's nothing else to do
(Everybody cry)

It happens to every heart
Somebody tears it all apart
One day you gotta say goodbye
So, cry

Someone else is tasting
Lips that once were mine
So
(Cry, cry, cry)
Come on, now
(Cry, cry, cry)
I'm feeling sad and blue
(Everybody cry, cry)

(One, two, three, four, five)
Tears are falling from my eyes
(Six, seven, eight, nine, ten)
How I'll miss my lady friend

One day my crying will end
And I'll fall in love again
But till that day arrives
I gotta cry

If you cry too
Then maybe I won't feel so blue
So, cry
(Cry, cry)
Everybody
(Cry, cry, cry)

I want some pity from you
(Everbody cry, cry, cry)
Everbody cry now
Come on and cry now
Don't you know you gotta cry
(That you gotta cry)
Oh-ooh
Whoo-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Je Construis Des Murs Autour De Mes Rêves
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday



Ne me demande pas mon nom
Qui je suis d'où je viens
Ne me poses pas de questions
Laisse-moi mon destin

Je suis comme le vent d'été
Je ne fais que passer
Tout ce que toi tu m'as donné
Je ne l'oublierai jamais

Moi, je construis des murs autour de mes rêves
Moi, je construis des murs autour de mes rêves

Un jour j'ai aimé une fille
Que l'on disait perdue
Le seul amour qu'elle connaissait
Se vendait dans la rue

Je l'ai gardé au fond de moi
Pure comme un ciel d'été
Pour que le temps n'y touche pas
Pour ne pas l'oublier

Moi, je construis des murs autour de mes rêves
Moi, je construis des murs autour de mes rêves

Moi, je construis des murs autour de mes rêves
Moi, je construis des murs autour de mes rêves

J'ai inventé tout un passé
Que je n'ai jamais eu
Plein de soleil et d'amitié
Pour moi l'enfant perdu

Toutes les joies qu'on m'a données
Je les ai agrandies
Même si je les ai inventées
Pour les mettre à l'abri

Moi, je construis des murs autour de mes rêves
Moi, je construis des murs autour de mes rêves

Moi, je construis des murs autour de mes rêves
Moi, je construis des murs autour de mes rêves...

Thou Shalt Not Steal
Composer(s): John D. Loudermilk
Performer(s): Dick & Dee Dee; John D. Loudermilk; The Newbeats



Thou shalt not steal
Thou shalt not steal
That's what the Good Book says 
Ya, ya, ya, ya
Thou shalt not steal
Thou shalt not steal
But somebody is a stealing 
You away from me

I wonder if he really don't know
That he'll reap exactly what he sows
If he don't he'll find out someday 
When somebody steals you from him

He'll be crying that thou shalt not steal 
Thou shalt not steal
That's what the Good Book says 
Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya

Cry Cry Cry
Composer(s): Johnny Cash
First release by: Johnny Cash and the Tennessee Two - 1955
Covered by multiple other artists



Everybody knows where you go when the sun goes down
I think you only live to see the lights of town
I wasted all my time when I would try, try, try
When the lights have lost their glow you're gonna cry, cry, cry

I lie awake at night and wait 'til you come in
You stay a little while and then you're gone again
Every question that I ask, I get a lie, lie, lie
For every lie you tell, you're gonna cry, cry, cry
You're gonna cry, cry, cry and you'll cry alone
When everyone's forgotten and you're left on your own
You're gonna cry, cry, cry

Soon your sugar-daddies will all be gone
You'll wake up some cold day and find you're alone
You call to me but I'm gonna tell you: "Bye, bye, bye"
When I turn around and walk away, you'll cry, cry, cry

When your fickle heart gets old, no one will care for you
You'll come back to me for a little love that's true
I'll tell you "no" and you're gonna ask me why, why, why?
When I remind you of all of this, you'll cry, cry, cry

You're gonna cry, cry, cry and you'll cry alone
When everyone's forgotten and you're left on your own
you're gonna cry, cry, cry

You're gonna cry, cry, cry and you'll want me then
it'll hurt when you think of th

Je Cherche Une Fille
Composer(s): Johnny Hallyday; Jan; Jil
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday



Oh!
Sur les boulevards quand vient le soir
Je m'en vais de mon pas traînard
Rien dans les poches tout dans le regard
Pourquoi oh oui pourquoi

Je cherche une fille
Oh oh oh
Je cherche une fille
Yeah hé hé
Pour l'emmener
Faire un petit tour au ciné

Oh!
Comme je n'ai pas un seul radis
Je ne peux pas faire de folie
Lui payer même une menthe à l'eau
Pour moi oh oui c'est trop

Je cherche une fille
Oh oh oh
Je cherche une fille
Yeah hé hé
Afin de faire
De faire l'amour buissonnière

Oh!
Si parfois vous en avez une
Envoyez la blonde ou la brune
Pourvu qu'elle ait un peu de fortune
Un peu oh oui de fortune

Je cherche une fille
Oh oh oh
Et je la veux très très jolie
Pour l'embrasser
Sans avoir à me forcer

Oh!
Ce n'est pas facile je vous le dit
Surtout quand on la veut ainsi
Riche et belle avec de l'esprit
Voilà oh oui pourquoi

Je cherche une fille
Oh oh oh
Je cherche une fille
Genre modèle
Et qui serait
Intelligent et fidèle

Je cherche une fille
Oh oh oh
Mais comme j'suis pas près de la trouver
Je vais garder
Je vais garder Dorothée

Those Were The Days
Composer(s): Ginger Baker - Mike Taylor
Performer(s): Cream



When the city of Atlantis stood serene above the sea
Long time before our time when the world was free
Those were the days
Golden cymbals flying on ocarina sounds
Before wild Medusa's serpents gave birth to hell
Disguised as heaven
Those were the days, yes they were, those were the days
Those were their ways, miracles everywhere, are they now?
They're gone
Those were their ways, yes they were, those were their ways
Those were the days, yes they were, those were the days
Tie your painted shoes and dance, blue daylight in your hair
Overhead a noiseless eagle fans a flame
Wonder everywhere
Those were the days, yes they were, those were the days
Those were their ways, miracles everywhere, are they now?
They're gone
Those were their ways, yes they were, those were their ways
Those were the days, yes they were, those were the days

Cry Cry Cry
Composer(s): Deadric Malone
Performer(s): Bobby "Blue" Bland
and multiple other artists



Cry, cry, cry, cry
That's what I want you to do
Then think about the lonely nights
I sat alone and cried for you
Cry, cry, cry years

You said you didn't want me to go
it's hard to say goodbye
But I won't believe a word you say
until you hang your head and cry, cry, cry, cry, cry
Let your tears fall like rain
and then I'll know my love for you wasn't in vain

Come on and cry me an ocean
then I want you to cry me a sea
Somebody's hurt you, just like you hurt me
cry me a river, cry me a sea

Je Cherche Un Millionnaire
English Title: I'm Looking For A Millionaire
Composer(s): Nacio Herb Brown;
Marc Cab; P. De Lima
Performer(s): Mistinguett



J'suis d'ces femmes comm' beaucoup
Qu'ont pas l'sou
Et qui veul'nt sortir du pétrin
Pour mener grand train!
Ne manger que des croissants
C'est lassant!
Porter trois ans le mêm' chapeau
C'est pas ça qu'il faut!

{Refrain:}
Je cherche un millionnaire
Un typ' chic qui voudrait bien d'moi
Au moins pour un mois
Car je cherche un millionnaire
Qui m'dirait froid'ment 
"Mon or est à toi"
Oui, je cherche un millionnaire
Pour avoir des trucs comm' les stars
Manger des z'homards!
Ah! Je cherche un millionnaire
Qui aurait pour Bibi des égards!
C'est facil' d'être chic
Quand on a beaucoup d'fric!
C'est commod' d'épater
Quand on est argenté
Et que, surtout on n'a pas à compter
Je cherche un millionnaire
Qui chez moi pourrait sans retard
Placer ses dollars!
Ah! Je cherche un millionnaire
Qui viendrait à passer sur l'boul'vard!

Des billets de lot'ri' 
J'en ai pris
Et j'nai touché, évidemment
Qu'un rembours'ment
D'm'enrichir à Auteuil
J'fais mon deuil
Car même aux courses de lévriers
J'ai jamais gagné!

{Refrain}

Those Were The Days
Composer(s): Charles Strouse - Lee Adams
Performer(s): multiple artists



Boy, the way Glen Miller played 
Songs that made the hit parade
Guys like us we had it made
Those were the days

And you knew who you were then 
Girls were girls and men were men
Mister we could use a man 
Like Herbert Hoover again

Didn't need no welfare state
Everybody pulled his weight
Gee our old LaSalle ran great 
Those were the days

Cry Baby
Composer(s): Jerry Ragovoy; Bert Russell
First release by: Garnet Mimms & The Enchanters - 1963
Covered by multiple other artists



Cry cry baby, cry baby, cry baby
Welcome back home

Now he told you, that he loved you much more than I
But he left you and you don't you just don't know why
And when you don't know what to do
You come running and 

Cry cry baby, cry baby, cry baby
Welcome back home

Well I can always lose, 
don' you know nobody can love you the way that I do
Take the pain and the heartache too
Ah honey you know that I'll be around 
When you need to 

Cry cry baby, cry baby, cry baby
Welcome back home

Welcome back home

I've spent so many nights 
Just waiting for you to come walking through that door
And even tho you've made a fool of me so many times before 
I know that all it takes is just the sight of your face
To make me realize that I will always love you darlin'
And I can see that you got some more tears to shed
I can see it baby, cause your eyes, your eyes are getting red

So c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon c'mon
Cry cry baby, cry baby, cry baby
Cry cry baby, cry baby, cry baby

Je Cherche Un Homme
English Title: I Want A Man
Composer(s): Michel Emer; Georges Pazman
Ramon Pina; Yves Bruyere
Performer(s): Eartha Kitt



Je cherche un homme, un homme, un homme
Un Pierre, un Paul, un Jacques ou Tom
Peu m'importe comment il se nomme
S'il est un homme, un homme, un homme

Je n'exige pas un Apollon
Qui sait briller dans les salons
Ni un type fort comme un Samson
Pourvu que j'aie un mate un bon

Il n'a pas besoin d'être un milliardaire
Qu'il soit beau, non, ça m'est égal
Il n'a pas besoin d'être une grande lumière
Star du cinéma ni prince royal

Je cherche un homme, un homme, un homme
Qu'il s'appelle Pierre ou Paul ou Tom
Pourvu qu'il donne son maximum
Je cherche un homme, un homme, un homme

Doesn't have to be prince or movie star
A Texas oil man or a french marquis
Doesn't have to be handsome as a picture
An ordinary guy's all right with me

Je cherche un homme, un homme, un homme
Qu'il s'appelle Pierre ou Paul ou Tom
Pourvu qu'il donne son maximum
Je cherche un homme, un homme, un homme
Je cherche un homme, un homme, un homme

Il Faut S'aimer Plus Fort
Composer(s): Boris Fomit - Konstantin Podnevsky - Rosario Marino-Atria
Performer(s): Sandra Kim - 1993

Versions In Other Languages:
1962 - Those Were The Days (The Limeliters)
1968 - Le Temps Des Fleurs (Dalida)
1968 - An Jenem Tag (Dalida)
1968 - Quelli Erano I Giorni (Gigliola Cinquetti)
1968 - De Glade År (Gitte Hænning)
1993 - Dit Is Vast Weer Zo'n Dag (Sandra Kim)



Quand ton horoscope
Est dans le rouge
Quand t'as pas envie
De te lever,
Quand mes rêves galopent
Que rien ne bouge
Quand tu m'dis: "J'vais pas y arriver..."

Il faut s'aimer plus fort
Pour conjurer le sort
Pour échapper à la mélancolie
Il faut s'aimer plus fort
Et se dire corps à corps
Qu'on peut changer
D'un seul coup toute sa vie

Nananana Nana
Nananana Nana
Nanana Nananananana

Je suis accrochée
A ma planète
Toi, tu m'dis souvent
"Faut pas rêver!"
Qu'on est des poupées
Des marionnettes
Et qu'on ne change pas
Sa destinée...

Il faut s'aimer plus fort
Pour conjurer le sort
Pour échapper à la morosité
Il faut s'aimer plus fort
Et rêver corps à corps
Au bonheur fou
Qui va nous arriver...

Y a toujours un soir
Une seconde
Où la chance s'arrête
Juste à tes pieds
Mais tous les pouvoirs
Tout l'or du monde
Ne valent pas un seul
De tes baisers

Il faut s'aimer plus fort
Pour conjurer le sort
Pour échapper à la mélancolie
Il faut s'aimer plus fort
Et se dire corps à corps
Qu'on peut changer
D'un seul coup toute sa vie

Nananana Nana
Nananana Nana
Nanana Nananananana
Nananana Nana
Nananana Nana
Nananaai
Nananananana

Il faut s'aimer plus fort
Et rêver corps à corps
Au bonheur fou
Qui va nous arriver...

Cry
Composer(s): Churchill Kohlman
First release by: Ruth Casey & Graham Prince Ensemble - 1951
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1980/1984 - Les Grands Moments (Eddy Mitchell)
1982      - Als Je Huilt (André van Duin)
1986      - E' Finita (Adriano Celentano)



If your sweetheart sends a letter of goodbye
It's no secret you'll feel better if you cry
When waking from a bad dream
Don't you sometimes think it's real?
But it's only false emotions that you feel

If your heartaches seem to hang around too long
And your blues keep getting bluer with each song
Remember sunshine can be found behind a cloudy sky
So let your hair down and go on and cry