Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Too Much Too Young ((Adapted from: Birth Control (Lloyd Terrell) - 1970)) Composer(s): Jerry Dammers - Lloyd Charmers Performer(s): The Specials - 1979 and multiple other artists
You done too much much too young You're married with a kid when you could be having fun with me You done too much much too young Now you're married with a son when you should be having fun with me
Don't wanna be rich, don't wanna be famous
Ain't he cute, no he ain't He's just another burden on the welfare state
Call me immature, call me a poseur I'll to spread manure in your bed of roses Don't we wanna be rich Don't we wanna be famous But I'd really hate to have the same name as you
You done too much much too young Now you're chained to the kitchen making currant buns for tea
Ain't you heard of the starving millions Ain't you heard of conraception Do you really wanna go with the sterilization Take control of the population boom It's in your living room Keep a generation gap Try wearing a cap
I Keep Going Back To Joe's Composer(s): Marvin Fisher; Jack Segal Performer(s): Nat King Cole and multiple other artists
I keep going back to Joe's To that table in the corner Sippin' wine and staring at the door
Our old waiter knows we're through Still he sets a place for you Everything the way it was before
I keep going back to Joe's But the man who plays piano Never plays your favorite melody
Joe keeps busy at the bar Never asks me where you are He was there when you walked out on me Now I pray you'll walk back in And you'll say, "What fools we've been" And we'll celebrate a happy new beginning
Chances are you'll never show But you'll know just where to find me Every night until it's time to close
Just in case you miss me, too I'll be there to welcome you That's why I keep going back... That's why I keep going back... To Joe's
Julie Composer(s): Maurice Vidalin; Jacques Datin Performer(s): Marcel Amont; Michèle Arnaud; Mouloudji
N'allez pas Julie, vous rouler dans l'herbe Quand Monsieur l'abbé déjeune au château N'allez pas non plus jouer aux proverbes Avec les bergers aux tendres flûtiaux Et je vous défends, vilaine petite Nue dans la rivière, au milieu du bourg De dire aux pêcheurs: "je suis une truite Me pêche qui veut m'apprendre l'amour"
{Refrain:} Les yeux baissés Les genoux serrés Faites de la dentelle Faites de l'aquarelle De la tapisserie De la pâtisserie Mais n'allez pas surtout Courir le guilledou Avant de prendre époux
Avec Ferdinand, vous n'êtes plus d'âge A vous trémousser foll' sur ses genoux En lui agaçant le bout des moustaches Pour voir si ça pique ou bien si c'est doux! Et quand vous sentez son trouble, Julie Ne demandez pas d'un air innocent "Cousin, dites-moi si je suis jolie Et si je fais plus que mes dix-huit ans"
{Refrain}
Un matin, Julie, blanche à la chapelle Devant la famille vous direz ce "oui" Qui vous livrera timide gazelle Aux tendres assauts de votre mari Dès le lendemain, vous serez tranquille Je ne serai plus là pour vous gronder Vous pourrez alors, femme d'imbécile Prendre autant d'amants que vous le voudrez
{Refrain2:} Les yeux baissés Les genoux serrés Faites de la dentelle Faites de l'aquarelle De la tapisserie De la pâtisserie En attendant le jour Qui ne saurait tarder De votre liberté
Sitting on this barstool talking like a damn fool Got the twelve o'clock news blues And I've given up hope on the afternoon soaps And a bottle of cold brew Is it any wonder I'm not crazy? Is it any wonder I'm sane at all Well I'm so tired of losing - I got nothing to do and all day to do it I go out cruisin' but I've no place to go and all night to get there Is it any wonder I'm not a criminal? Is it any wonder I'm not in jail? Is it any wonder I've got
Too much time on my hands, it's ticking away with my sanity I've got too much time on my hands, it's hard to believe such a calamity I've got too much time on my hands and it's ticking away from me Too much time on my hands, too much time on my hands Too much time on my hands
Well, I'm a jet fuel genius - I can solve the world's problems Without even trying I have dozens of friends and the fun never ends That is, as long as I'm buying Is it any wonder I'm not the president (He's not the president) Is it any wonder I'm null and void? Is it any wonder I've got
Too much time on my hands, it's ticking away at my sanity I've got too much time on my hands, it's hard to believe such a calamity I've got too much time on my hands and it's ticking away from me Too much time on my hands, too much time on my hands Too much time on my hands
I Keep Forgettin' Composer(s): Jerry Leiber; Mike Stoller First release by: Chuck Jackson - 1962 Covered by multiple other artists
I keep forgettin' we're not in love anymore I keep forgettin' things will never be the same again I keep forgettin' how you made that so clear I keep forgettin' every time that you are near
Every time I see your smile Give you a hello, can you stay a while Heaven knows it time for you to say the things We both know are true But darling I keep forgettin' We're not in love anymore
I keep forgettin' things will never be the same again I keep forgettin' how you made that so clear I keep forgettin' every time I hear How you never want to live a lie
How we're supposed to follow You don't have to tell me why Why you going And why the game is through If this is not true If this is not true Tell me how I keep forgettin' I'm in love with you Hey babe Things will never be the same, again
I keep forgettin' how you made that so real Yeah yeah baby Don't say that Don't say that Don't say that I know you're not mine, anymore Any way Any time Tell me how we're not in love anymore How come I Things will never be the same
I keep forgettin' how you made that so clear I keep forgettin' every time you are near We're not in love anymore Every time you're near me Things will never be the same
Oh baby, how you made that so clear Every time you are near
Too Much Talk Composer(s): Mark Lindsay Performer(s): Paul Revere & the Raiders
Read the news in the Times today... said the world is goin' round (world is goin' round) I don't care what somebody said, somebody always puts 'em down (always puts 'em down) Red or yellow, black or white? Are you left-handed or are you right? When you open your eyes can you see the light? Do you wake up screamin' in the middle of the ni-i-i-ight?
Too much talk, and not enough action Do you know anybody gettin' satisfaction? Everbody wonders 'bout the crowd's reaction And the world gets better by a very small fraction
Turn around till you see a face and it won't be very long (Won't be very long) Someone soon will be in your place and it won't be very wrong (won't be very wrong) Red or yellow, black or white... (to chorus)
Now's our chance to change the world Change the world with love, with love...
I Just Want To Make Love To You Composer(s): Willie Dixon First release by: Muddy Waters And His Guitar - 1954 Covered by multiple other artists
I don't want you be no slave I don't want you work all day I don't want 'cause I'm sad and blue I just want to make love to you, baby Love to you, baby Love to you, baby Love to you
I don't want you cook my bread I don't want you make my bed I don't want your money too I just want to make love to you, baby Love to you, baby Love to you, baby Love to you
Well I can tell by the way that you twitch and walk See by the way that you baby talk Know by the way that you treat your man I can love you, baby, till the night train
I don't want you wash my clothes I don't want you leave the home I don't want 'cause I'm sad and blue I just want to make love to you, baby Love to you, baby Love to you, baby Love to you
Yeah
I don't want you wash my clothes I don't want you leave the home I don't want 'cause I'm sad and blue I just want to make love to you, baby Love to you, baby Love to you, baby Sweet love to you, baby Love to you, baby I just wanna make love to you, baby Love to you, baby Love to you, baby Love to you I just, I just want ot make love to you, baby I just want to make love
Too Much Of Nothing Composer(s): Bob Dylan First release: Bob Dylan & The Band - 1975 Covered by multiple other artists
Too much of nothin' can make a man feel ill at ease One man's temper might rise, while the other man's temper might freeze In the days of long confessions, we can not mock a soul When there's too much of nothin', no one has control
Say hello to Valerie, say hello to Marion Send them all my salary, on the waters of oblivion
Too much of nothin' can make a man abuse a king He can walk the streets and boast like most but he don't know a thing It's all been done before, it's all been written in the book But when it's too much of nothin', nobody should look
Say hello to Valerie, say hello to Marion Send them all my salary, on the waters of oblivion
Too much of nothin' can turn a man into a liar It can cause some man to sleep on nails, another man to eat fire Everybody's doin' somethin', I heard it in a dream But when it's too much of nothin', it just makes a fella mean
Say hello to Valerie, say hello to Marion Send them all my salary, on the waters of oblivion
I Just Want To Dance With You Composer(s): Roger Cook; John Prine First release by: John Prine - 1986 Covered by multiple other artists
I don't want to be the kind to hesitate Be too shy Wait too late I don't care what they say other lovers do I just want to dance with you
I got a feeling that you have a heart like mine So let it show Let it shine If we have a chance to make one heart of two Then I just want to dance with you
I want to dance with you Twirl you all around the floor That's what they inteneded dancing for I just want to dance with you I want to dance with you Hold you in my arms once more That's what they invented dancing for I just want to dance with you
I caught you lookin' at me When I looked at you Yes I did Ain't that true You won't get embarrassed by the things I do I just want to dance with you
Oh the boys are playing softly And the girls are too So am I and so are you If this was a movie we'd be right on cue I just want to dance with you
I want to dance with you Twirl you all around the floor That's what they inteneded dancing for I just want to dance with you I want to dance with you Hold you in my arms once more That's what they invented dancing for I just want to dance with you
Too Much Monkey Business ((Finnish Version: S'on Lyttypäähommaa (Jussi & The Boys) - 1979)) Composer(s): Chuck Berry First release: Chuck Berry - 1956 Covered by multiple other artists
Runnin' to-and-fro, hard workin' at the mill Never fail in the mail, yeah, come a rotten bill Too much monkey business Too much monkey business Too much monkey business, for me to be involved in!
Salesman talkin' to me, tryin' to run me up a creek Say, "You can buy go on 'n try it, you can pay me next week" Ahh! Too much monkey business Too much monkey business Too much monkey business, for me to be involved in!
Blond hair, good lookin', tryin' to get me hooked Want me to marry, get a home, settle down, write a book Ahh! Too much monkey business Too much monkey business Too much monkey business, for me to be involved in!
Same thing every day, gettin' up, goin' to school No need of me to complainin', my objections overruled Ahh! Too much monkey business Too much monkey business Too much monkey business, for me to be involved in!
Pay phone, somethin' wrong, dime gone, will mail Oughta sue the operator for tellin' me a tale Ahh! Too much monkey business Too much monkey business Too much monkey business, for me to be involved in!
Been to Yokohama, been fightin' in the war Army bunk, army chow, army clothes, army car Aah! Too much monkey business Too much monkey business Too much monkey business, for me to be involved in!
Workin' in the fillin' station, too many tasks Wipe the windows, check the tires, check the oil, dollar gas Ahh! Too much monkey business Too much monkey business I don't want your botheration, get away, leave me be!
I Just Want To Celebrate Composer(s): Dino Fekaris; Nick Zesses Performer(s): Rare Earth
I just want to celebrate another day of livin' I just want to celebrate another day of life I put my faith in the people But the people let me down So I turned the other way And I carry on, anyhow That's why I'm telling you
I just want to celebrate, yeah, yeah I just want to celebrate, yeah, yeah Another day of living, I just want to celebrate another day of life
Had my hand on the dollar bill And the dollar bill blew away But the sun is shining down on me And it's here to stay That's why I'm telling you
I just want to celebrate, yeah, yeah Another day of living, yeah I just want to celebrate another day of living I just want to celebrate another day of life
Don't let it all get you down Don't let it turn you around and around And around and around
Well, I can't be bothered with sorrow And I can't be bothered with hate, no, no I'm using up my time by feeling fine, every day That's why I'm telling you I just want to celebrate Aw, yeah I just want to celebrate yeah yeah Another day of living, yeah yeah I just want to celebrate another day of livin', yeah I just want to celebrate another day of life
Don't let it all get you down, no, no Don't let it turn you around and around And around and around, and around Around round round 'round and around round round round don't go 'round
Juke Box Saturday Night Composer(s): Albert Stillman; Paul McGrane Performer(s): Glenn Miller
Tex: Moppin up sodapop rickeys To our hearts delight
Modernaires: Dancin to swingeroo quickies Jukebox Saturday night
Marion: Goodman and Kyser and Miller Help to make things bright
Modernaires: Mixin hot licks with vanilla Jukebox saturday night
Modernaires: They put nothin past us Marion: Me and honey lamb Tex: Making one Coke last us Modernaires: Till its time to scram
Tex: Money we really dont need bad, Marion: We make out alright Modernaires: Lettin the other guy feed that Jukebox Saturday night
Modernaires: After sippin a soda we got a scheme Somebody else plays the record machine Its so easy to say pet names When you listen to the trumpet of Harry James...
Marion: We love to hear that tenor croon Whenever the Ink Spots sing a tune...
("The Ink Spots"): If I didnt know why the roses grow Then I wouldnt know why the roses grow...
(Spoken): Now listen, honey child If I didnt know all them little things Im supposed to know Then I sure would be a sad man If I didnt know...
Modernaires: Money we really dont need it Well make out alright Lettin the other guy feed that Jukebox Saturday night!
I'm just the pieces of the man I used to be Too many bitter tears are raining down on me I'm far away from home And I've been facing this alone For much too long I feel like no-one ever told the truth to me About growing up and what a struggle it would be In me tangled state of mind I've been looking back to find Where I went wrong
Too much love will kill you If you can't make up your mind Torn between the lover And the love you leave behind You're headed for disaster 'cos you never read the signs Too much love will kill you Every time
I'm just the shadow of the man I used to be And it seems like there's no way out of this for me I used to bring you sunshine Now all I ever do is bring you down How would it be if you were standing in my shoes Can't you see that it's impossible to choose No there's no making sense of it Every way I go I'm bound to lose
Too much love will kill you Just as sure as none at all It'll drain the power that's in you Make you plead and scream and crawl And the pain will make you crazy You're the victim of your crime Too much love will kill you Every time
Too much love will kill you It'll make your life a lie Yes, too much love will kill you And you won't understand why You'd give your life, you'd sell your soul But here it comes again Too much love will kill you In the end... In the end
I Just Want To Be Your Everything Composer(s): Barry Gibb Performer(s): Andy Gibb and multiple other artists
For so long You and me been finding each other for so long And the feeling that I feel for you is more then strong, girl Take it from me If you give a little more then you're asking for Your love will turn the key Darling mine I would wait forever for those lips of wine Build my world around you, darling This love will shine girl Watch it and see If you give a little more then you're asking for Your love will turn the key
I, I just want to be your everything Open up the heaven in your heart and let me be The things you are to me and not some puppet on a string Oh, if I stay here without you, darling, I will die I want you laying in the love I have to bring I'd do anything to be your everything
Darling for so long You and me been finding each other for so long And the feeling that I feel for you is more then strong girl Take it from me If you give a little more then you're asking for Your love will turn the key
Juke Box Hero Composer(s): Lou Gramm; Mick Jones Performer(s): Foreigner; Binge; Me First; Soul Asylum
Standing in the rain, with his head hung low Couldnt get a ticket, it was a sold out show Heard the roar of the crowd, he could picture the scene Put his ear to the wall, then like a distant scream
He heard one guitar, just blew him away He saw stars in his eyes, and the very next day Bought a beat up six string in a secondhand store Didn't know how to play it, but he knew for sure
That one guitar felt good in his hands Didn't take long to understand Just one guitar, slung way down low Was a one way ticket, only one way to go
So he started rockin' Ain't never gonna stop Gotta keep on rockin' Someday he's gonna make it to the top
And be a juke box hero, got stars in his eyes Hes a juke box hero He took one guitar, juke box hero, stars in his eyes Juke box hero, he'll come alive tonight
In a town without a name, in a heavy downpour Thought he passed his own shadow by the backstage door Like a trip through the past, to that day in the rain And that one guitar made his whole life change
Now he needs to keep rockin' He just can't stop Gotta keep on rockin' That boy has got to stay on top
And be a juke box hero, got stars in his eyes He's a juke box hero, got stars in his eyes Yeah, juke box hero, got stars in his eyes With that one guitar he'll come alive Come alive tonight
Yeah, he's gotta keep rockin' He just cant stop Gotta keep on rockin' That boy has got to stay on top
And be a juke box hero, got stars in his eyes He's a juke box hero, got stars in his eyes Just one guitar, put stars in his eyes He's just a juke box hero, aah aah aah Juke box hero, juke box hero, he's got stars in his eyes Stars in his eyes
Too Much Junkie Business Composer(s): Johnny Thunders - Walter Lure Performer(s): Johnny Thunders and multiple other artists
Well you run down to the corner baby, see what you can cop You buy some for your sister and you take yours off the top Run into the bathroom, fixing up a shot Tie it up, shoot it up, bang your head and throw it up
Too much junkie business Too much junkie business Too much junkie business I don't wanna fuck around with you
Your life becomes as sickening as that mess you call your face The pig you call your girlfriend is dead from shooting mace Climbing up the walls, you're shooting all my balls (/old moth balls?) Wrap it up, call it art, now your record makes the chart
Too much junkie business Too much junkie business Too much junkie business I don't wanna fuck around with you
Too much junk, too much junk Too much junk, too much junk Too much junk, too much junk I don't wanna see her hanging out with you
Well you're the coolest thing in town, with your face right on the ground Friends went through your pockets as the coffin went down You overdosed at last, spike stuck in your head Now you're dead dead! dead! dead!
Too much junkie business Too much junkie business Too much junkie business I don't wanna fuck around with you
Too much junk, too much junk Too much junk, in your head
I Just Want To Be The One In Your Life Composer(s): Michael Price; Dan Walsh Performer(s): Barry Manilow
Some people shoot for the stars Dream up on dreams, they long to go far Chasing their rainbows so high Wish up on wish, they reach for the sky But I've got one little dream And baby that's all I want Girl it's up to you You can make my dreams come true
I just wanna be the one in your life Forever, for always I just wanna be the one in your life Forever, for always
I don't need cheers from the crowd To make me feel big, to make me feel proud Darling just a little touch of your hair Is all that I need to feel like a man But I keep hoping each day I won't dream my life away Girl you are the key To make my dream a reality
I just wanna be the one in your life Forever, for always I just wanna be the one in your life Forever, for always
