Transistor Radio
Composer(s): Benny Hill
Performer(s): Benny Hill



My baby’s got a transistor radio
She takes it everywhere we go
She takes it when we go out a-walking
Even to a movie show
Well now, just last night, in the pale moonlight
I asked her for a kiss
But instead of hearing her whisper sweet words of love
All that I could hear was this
(Radio: 4 lines of high-pitched singing, sounding like Pinky & Perky)

I went round to the house where my baby lives
To ask her for a date
There I was, walking up the garden path
Round about half past eight
When I heard a sound, made my poor heart pound
It stopped me in my stride
I seemed to hear the voice of another guy
Coming from inside

(Radio: Elvis take-off, singing I wonder if you’re lonesome tonight -
Maybe that’s ‘cause you’re eleven feet tall
And all the world’s a stage, I have often heard that said
But I don’t have a wooden heart
I have a wooden head)

I’d like to take her transistor radio
And throw it in the deep blue sea
I’m so jealous of her transistor radio
‘Cause it takes her mind off me
I said, Oh baby, please be mine
I want you for my own
Tell me, is your love for somebody else?
Or is it for me alone?

(Radio: Male presenting dance music requests from British Honduras, 
New Guinea, and British West Hartlepool)

I swore to her that I would always be true
And love her all the while
And oh, that oh so happy day 
I took her down the aisle
Now, do you take this man to be your loving husband?
The preacher softly said
But he never heard you say, I do
‘Cause this is what he heard instead

(Radio: Singing, Yeah, yeah
You told me you were just eighteen on the telephone
I thought that you meant eighteen years
But you meant eighteen stone
Big fat mama}

We went to spend our honeymoon down on the Island of Capri
I found myself a very small hotel as quiet as could be
But when I got up to our room upon our wedding night
This is the sound that reached my ears 
As I switched out the light

(Wife) Darling? 
(Husband) ‘Ere, where’s the radio?
(Wife) Music he wants!

I Must Have Been Blind
Composer(s): Tim Buckley
First release by: Tim Buckley - 1969
Covered by multiple other artists



Here I am believin' words again
Here I am tryin' to find your love again
Here I am down on my knees again
Prayin' for a love
That we used to know 

Both of us know 
How hard it is to love
And let it go
Both of us know
How hard it is to go on living that way
When so few understand what it means
To fall in love
And so few know how hard it is to live without it
I must have been blind
I must have been blind
Lord, I must have been blind 

To hold something real
And not believe it
To live in her life
And never trustin'
To give all you know and never feel it
To hold back each day
Until it dies away 

Both of us know
How hard it is to love
And let it go
Both of us know
How hard it is to go on
Living that way
When so few undersand what it means
To fall in love
And so few know how hard it is to live without it
I must have been blind
I must have been blind
Lord, I must have been blind

Just When
Composer(s): Alan Rhody; Bill Caswell
Performer(s): George Jones



Just when I learned how to dance, they changed the music
Just when I learned how to sing, they changed the song
Just when I learned how to love, you changed your mind, babe
Just when I thought I'd found everything, my everything was gone

Just when love felt so right, I found I was wrong
Just when I learned to trust, he came along
Suddenly nothing I said made any difference
Just when I thought I'd found everything, my everything was gone

You know that ol' lonesome world could
But it can sure make you cry
Oh, and a love I thought would last
Ah, it's now just a thing of the past

Just when love felt so right, I found I was wrong
Just when I learned to trust, he came along
Suddenly nothing I said made any difference
Just when I thought I'd found everything, my everything was gone

Just when I thought I'd found everything, my everything was gone

Transfusion
Composer(s): Justin Drake
First release: Nervous Norvus - 1956



Toolin' down the highway doin' seventy-nine
I'm a twin-pipe poppa and I'm feelin' fine
Hey man, dig that! Was that a red stop sign?

Transfusion, transfusion
I'm just a solid mess of contusions
Never, never, never gonna speed again
Slip the blood to me, Bud

I jump in my rod about a quarter-to-nine
I gotta make a date with that chick of mine
I cross the centre-line, man you gotta make time

Transfusion, transfusion
Oh man I got the cotton-pickin' convolutions
I'm never, never, never gonna speed again
Shoot the juice to me, Bruce

My foot's on the throttle and it's made of lead
But I'm a fast-ridin' daddy with a real cool head
I'm a-gonna pass a truck on the hill ahead

Transfusion, transfusion
My red corpsuckles are in mass confusion
Never, never, never gonna speed again
Pour the crimson in me, Jimson

I took a little drink and I'm a-feeling right
I can fly right over everything, everything in sight
There's a slow-pokin' cat, I'm gonna pass him on the right

Transfusion, transfusion
I'm a real gone paleface and that's no illusion
I'm a-never, never, never gonna speed again
Pass the claret to me, Barrett

A-rollin' down the mountain on a rainy day
Oh when you see me comin' better start to pray
I'm a-cuttin' up the road and I'm the boss all the way

Transfusion, transfusion
Oh Doc, pardon me for this crazy intrusion
I'm never, never, never gonna speed again
Pump the fluid in me, Louis

I'm burnin' up the freeway a-early this morn'
And I'm passin' everyone, oh nothin' but corn
Man out of my way, I don't drive on my horn

Transfusion, transfusion
Oh Nurse, I'm gonna make a new resolution
I'm never, never, never gonna speed again
Put a gallon in me, Alan

Oh barnyard drivers are found in two classes
Blind crowding hogs and speeding jackasses
So remember to slow down today

Hey Daddy-o, make that type O
Huh... Attaboy

I Must Go
Composer(s): Lindsey Buckingham; Gordon Fordyce
Performer(s): Lindsey Buckingham



I've been trying just to get to you
Hey little girl, leave the little drug alone
I just can't seem to get through
Hey little girl, leave the little drug alone
You leave in the morning but you don't come back
Hey little girl, leaving me all alone
Hey little girl, you're on the wrong track
Hey little girl, leave the little drug alone

I've been waiting, contemplating
Now I know
If you're aching, heart is breaking
Let the forewinds blow

And this is why I must go
Why I must go
Why I must go
Why I must go
I must go

You just can't choose between the lie and the fact
Hey little girl, leave the little drug alone
Hey little girl, you're on the wrong track
Hey little girl, leave the little drug alone

I've been waiting, contemplating
Now I know
If you're aching, heart is breaking
Let the forewinds blow

And this is why I must go
Why I must go
Why I must go
Why I must go
I must go

And this is why I must go
Why I must go
Why I must go
Why I must go
I must go

And this is why I must go
Why I must go
Why I must go
Why I must go
I must go

And this is why I must go
Why I must go
Why I must go
Why I must go
I must go 

Just What I Needed
Composer(s): Ric Ocasek
Performer(s): The Cars;
and various other artists



I don't mind you coming here
And wasting all my time
'Cause when you're standing oh so near
I kinda lose my mind

It's not the perfume that you wear
It's not the ribbons in your hair
I don't mind you coming here
And wasting all my time

I don't mind you hanging out
And talking in your sleep
It doesn't matter where you've been
As long as it was deep, yeah

You always knew to wear it well, and
You look so fancy I can tell
I don't mind you hanging out
And talking in your sleep

Chorus:
I guess you're just what I needed
(Just what I needed)
I needed someone to feed
I guess you're just what I needed
(Just what I needed)
I needed someone to bleed

I don't mind you coming here
And wasting all my time, time
'Cause when you're standing oh so near
I kinda lose my mind, yeah

It's not the perfume that you wear
It's not the ribbons in your hair
I don't mind you coming here
And wasting all my time

Chorus x2

So bleed me
You're just what I needed
You're just what I needed
You're just what I needed

Transfiguraciones
Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute - Pau Riba
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute



Subo al Verbo
partido por tres
tres tiempos que me dividen
en pasado, futuro y
hoy
o
yóh teh amoh
y bajo a tu sustantivo
Amor, multiplicado
por tres
Transfigúrate en tres que seis son

Primer parto
Lo Uno se rompió
y Di vino a ser
Aquí empieza el Verso
Desde entonces
el Universo es Di verso

Segunda parte
non, impar, transgresor
de sí mismo
Persigue el hombre
la Unidad
en su ecuación imposible
Transfigúrate en tres que seis son
Muda la cara
y quieto el paisaje
en el amor
conocer por qué tú
no eres yo
Yo que sin ti no soy
Celeste pasión del verbo único
así en el cielo como en el infierno
amor cambiamos, amor

I Missed Me
Composer(s): Bill Anderson
First recording/First release by: Jim Reeves - 1960
Covered by multiple other artists



Last night was the worst night of my life no doubt 
'Cause while I stayed at home, someone else took you out
I cried 'cause I love you with all of my might
And I missed me, how I missed me at your house last night

I missed holding hands, walking out on your lawn
I missed the sweet kiss that was mine for so long
Were you happy with new arms wrapped around you so tight
Did you miss me, like I missed me at your house last night

Did the neighbours say they noticed anything strange
Like a diff'rent car parked in your drive for a change
Did they watch as he kissed you beneath the porch light
And did they miss me like I missed me at your house last night 

Just Walking In The Rain
Composer(s): Johnny Bragg;
Buddy Killen; Robert Riley
Performer(s): Johnnie Ray;
and various other artists



Just walking in the rain
Getting soaking wet
Torturing my heart by trying to forget

Just walking in the rain
So alone and blue
All because my heart still remembers you

People come to their windows
They always stare at me
Shaking their heads in sorrow
Saying, who can that fool be

Just walking in the rain
Thinking how we met
Knowing things have changed
Somehow I can't forget

Transatlantic Lullaby
Composer(s): Geoff Wright - Robert McDermott
Performer(s): Adelaide Hall
and multiple other artists



New York’s skyscrapers are sleeping 
Dawn comes creeping on
Street lamps are shining more clearly
Night has nearly gone
Papa and mama both are yawning now
All their goodnights will soon be said
It won’t be long until the morning now
And time to go to bed

Soft Manhattan evenings fall
A velvet dust envelops all
On Hudson River, distant tugboats cry
Ship to ship and shore to shore
The waters make a shining floor
And hum a transatlantic lullaby

The sky is silky dark, it’s cool in Central Park
The traffic cars all clanging past
A busy day is done, the lights fade one by one
And Broadway goes to bed at last

Tomorrow seems a distant beam
And still the rocky waters gleam
And hum a sleepy transatlantic lullaby

The sky is silky dark, it’s cool in Central Park
The charley cars all clanging past
A busy day is done, the lights fade one by one
And Broadway goes to bed at last

Tomorrow seems a distant beam
And still the rocky waters gleam
And hum a sleepy transatlantic lullaby

I Missed Again
Composer(s): Phil Collins
Performer(s): Phil Collins



So you finally came right out and said it girl
What took you so long
It was in your eyes, that look's been there for too long
I'm waiting in line
Would you say if I was wasting my time 

Or did I miss again
I think I missed again oh 

I think about it from time to time
When I'm lonely and on my own 

I try to forget and yet, still rush to the telephone
I'm waiting in line
Would you say if I was wasting my time 

Or did I miss again
I think I missed again oh
Or did I miss again
I think I missed again oh 

Well it feels like something you want so bad
Then you think you've got it, but it's something you already had
You can feel it all around you, but it's something you just can't touch
And I feel it coming at me
I can feel it coming at me 

Or did I miss again
I think I missed again oh
Or did I miss again
I think I missed again 

I'm waiting in line, but would you say if I was wasting my time 

Or did I miss again... 

Just Walk In My Shoes
Composer(s): H. Mastor; K. Miller
Performer(s): Gladys Knight & The Pips;
and various other artists



Well I just can't get myself together anymore
I believe I need the love I had
Oh baby, we had it all

Walk in my shoes
This hurt inside is too much for me
Just walk in my shoes
You'll see I want the love that used to be
Try on my heartache
Go ahead and try it on for size
Just walk in my shoes
And you'll see through someone else's eyes

What you've done to me
I fell apart when you walked out
And I just can't get myself together anymore
I believe I need the love I had
Oh baby, we had it all

Why don't you walk and walk into my shoes
And you'll wear a smile that isn't real
Just walk in my shoes
And you'll know how broken up I feel
Try out each new day
Wear the cloak of loneliness I know
Just walk in my shoes
Or do you since you let me go

Keep on walkin', walk on, ye-e-e-a-a-ah
You got to keep on walking, baby

Darlin' I fell apart
Baby, baby, baby, when you walked out
And I just can't get myself together anymore
'Cause I need, I need the love we had
Oh baby, why did you go

Why don't you walk an' walk an' walk an' walk into my shoes
Ye-e-e-a-ah, you gotta, gotta, gotta walk in my shoes
Well, why doncha walk, you gotta, gotta........

Trampled Under Foot
Composer(s): Jimmy Page - John Paul Jones - Robert Plant
First release: Led Zeppelin - 1975
Covered by multiple other artists



Greasy slicked down body, groovy leather trim
I like the way you hold the road, mama, it ain't no sin
Talkin' 'bout love, talkin' 'bout love, talkin' 'bout love
Trouble-free transmission, helps your oil flow
Mama, let me pump your gas, mama, let me do it all
Talkin' 'bout love, talkin' 'bout love, talkin' 'bout love
Dig that heavy metal underneath your hood
Baby, I could work all night, believe I've got the perfect tools
Talkin' 'bout love, talkin' 'bout love, talkin' 'bout love
A model built for comfort, really built with style
Specialist tradition, mama, let me feast my eyes
Talkin' 'bout love, talkin' 'bout love, talkin' 'bout love
Factory air-conditioned, heat begins to rise
Guaranteed to run for hours, mama it's a perfect size
Talkin' 'bout love, talkin' 'bout love, talkin' 'bout love
Groovin' on the freeway, gauge is on the red
Gun down on my gasoline, I believe I'm gonna crack a head
Talkin' 'bout love, talkin' 'bout love, talkin' 'bout love
I can't stop talkin' about
Come to me for service every hundred miles
Baby, let me check your points, fix your overdrive
Talkin' 'bout love, talkin' 'bout love, talkin' 'bout love
Fully automatic, comes in any size
Makes me wonder what I did, before we synchronized
Talkin' 'bout love, talkin' 'bout love, talkin' 'bout love
Feather-light suspension, coils just couldn't hold
I'm so glad I took a look inside your showroom doors
Talkin' 'bout love, talkin' 'bout love, talkin' 'bout love
Oh, I can't stop talkin' about love

Ukelele Lady
Composer(s): Gus Kahn; Richard Whiting
Performer(s): Vaughn Deleath
and multiple other artists



I saw the splendour of the moonlight
On Honolulu Bay
There's something tender in the moonlight
On Honolulu Bay

And all the beaches are filled with peaches
Who bring their ukes along
And in the glimmer of the moonlight
They love to sing this song

If you like Ukulele Lady
Ukulele Lady like a'you
If you like to linger where it's shady
Ukulele Lady linger too

If you kiss Ukulele Lady
While you promise ever to be true
And she sees another Ukulele
Lady foolin' 'round with you

Maybe she'll sigh (an awful lot)
Maybe she'll cry (and maybe not)
Maybe she'll find somebody else
By and by

To sing to when it's cool and shady
Where the tricky wicky wacky woo
If you like Ukulele Lady
Ukulele Lady like a'you

She used to sing to me by moonlight
On Honolulu Bay
Fond memories cling to me by moonlight
Although I'm far away

Some day I'm going, where eyes are glowing
And lips are made to kiss
To see somebody in the moonlight
And hear the song I miss

If you like Ukulele Lady
Ukulele Lady like a'you
If you like to linger where it's shady
Ukulele Lady linger too

If you kiss Ukulele Lady
While you promise ever to be true
And she sees another Ukulele
Lady foolin' 'round with you

Maybe she'll sigh (an awful lot)
Maybe she'll cry (and maybe not)
Maybe she'll find somebody else
By and by

To sing to when it's cool and shady
Where the tricky wicky wacky woo
If you like Ukulele Lady
Ukulele Lady like a'you

Just Visiting
Composer(s): Lynsey De Paul
Performer(s): Lynsey De Paul



When we first began 
And man received his present name 
We were worshipping the sun and moon 
And hoping it would rain 
Thinking we were puppets 
of some universal power 
We expected his arrival any hour 

Suddenly it came 
A chariot across the sky 
Roaring like an angry tiger 
Giving us a great surprise 
And what was surely God indeed 
Stepped out a burning plane 
Proceeding to explain 

I'm not your maker 
An angel or a saint divine 
Not your Creator 
Giving you a holy sign 
I am a spaceman 
And I'm just visting the earth 
You are an apeman 
And I've been visiting you 
Ever since your birth 

Man was but a child 
And little did he understand 
And he couldn't write this story down 
So his children heard it second hand 
And what was pure and simple 
Now a miracle became 
The spaceman was its name 

I'm not your maker 
An angel or a saint divine 
Not your Creator 
Giving you a holy sign 
I am a spaceman 
And I'm just visting the earth 
You are an apeman 
And I've been visiting you 
Ever since your birth 

And now we've joined the race 
Travellers in outer-space 
Very soon we too might have to say 

I'm not your maker 
An angel or a saint divine 
Not your Creator 
Giving you a holy sign 
I am a spaceman 
And I'm just visting your earth 
You are an apeman 
And I've been visiting you 
Ever since your birth...

Tramp And The Young Girl
Performer(s): Mark Almond



Down by the river, foggy and grey
Only a young girl kneeling to pray
Down in the water, muddy and cold
Eyes red from crying 
A torn, ragged soul

Once so young and gay
Once in dreams of yesterday

Down by the river, foggy and grey
Only an old tramp shuffles his way
He saw that the water, that the water so wide
Held the young body of a love that had died

Once so young and fair
Once, and now despair

Down by the reeds, they found him next day
Dead like the young girl, in the water so grey
That muddy old river took two of a kind
A tramp and a young girl
That love left behind

I Miss You So
Composer(s): Jimmy Henderson - Sydney Robin - Bertha Scott
Performer(s): The Cats & The Fiddle
and multiple other artists



Those happy hours I spent with you
That lovely afterglow
But most of all I miss you so
Your sweet caresses each rendezvous
Your voice so soft and low
But most of all I miss you so
You once filled my heart
There's no regrets, no, no fears
And now you'll find my heart
Filled to the top with tears
I'll always love you and want you too
How much, how much you'll never know
But most of all I miss you so
But most of all I miss you so

I Miss You Honey, Miss You All The Time
Composer(s): Charles K. Harris



I can see a picture of a cottage 
In a valley 'neath a Southern sky
I can see her standing 'mid the flowers
Where we plighted troth, my love and I 
Just a lovers quarrel, then we parted 
She may love another, I suppose
But my heart goes out to her with yearning
And I wonder if my Honey knows

Violets are growing in the meadow
Honey suckles twine around her door
I can see her in the grassy orchard
Over her the pink white blossoms pour
There is something calls me back to Honey
'T is no use, I'm going home today
Take her in my arms once more and tell her
How I longed to see her and to say

Oh, how I miss you Honey, miss you 
Could I only kiss you, kiss you
If I could but hold you in my arms again
For, oh, my heart is sad and weary 
Just for you, my little dearie
How I miss you, honey, miss you all the time

Just Try And Picture Me Back Home In Tennessee
Composer(s): William Jerome; Walter Donaldson
Performer(s): Johnny Maddox



I'm so happy, oh, so happy, don't you envy me? 
I leave today at three for sunny Tennessee 
dad and mother, sis' and brother, waiting for me there 
and at the table, next to Mable, there's an extra chair

At the station my relations all will be on hand with a hometown band
the best band in the land 
Hezekiah and Maria they'll hand me alaugh
and my old dad will be so glad, he'll kill the fatted calf

Back home in Tennesse just try to picture me right on my mother's knee
she thinks the world of me
all I can think of tonight is a field of snowy white
banjos ringing, darkies singing, all this world seems bright
The roses round the door make me love mother more 
I'll see my sweetheart Flo and friends I used to know
Why, they'll be right there to meet me
Just imagine how they'll greet me when I get back
when I get back to my home in Tennessee

Tramp
Composer(s): Lowell Fulson - Jimmy McCracklin
First release: Lowell Fulson - 1966
Covered by multiple other artists



Tramp 
You can call me that
I Don't wear that kind of clothes: Stuts and hats
But I'm a lover
Mana was - Papa too
I'm not a child: Love is all I gonna do

Call me country
That a new word
I'll answer when 
You call me, Baby, I mean, if that makes 
You feel good...
But I'm just a lover
Mama was - Papa too
But I'm not a child: Love is all I gonna do

Now: Whatever You call me
I even go for that!
'Cause I keep a fat pack crawling in my pocket Baby!
You know, I don't own three Cadillacs 
'Cause I'm just a lover
Mama was - Papa too
I'm not a child: Love is all I gonna do