Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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(Oooh where's that tiger now) Where's that tiger where's that tiger where's that tiger where's that tiger Hold that tiger hold that tiger hold that tiger hold that tiger Hold him choke him kick him pokin' Where's that tiger where's that tiger where oh where can he be Low or highbrow they all cry now where can that tiger be
Whip it hard till it moans whip it hard till it groans let her grip start to clip its claw Where's that tiger...
Where's that tiger where's that tiger where oh where can he be Low or highbrow they all cry now where can that tiger be
En die stem kon ik vertrouwen Wat 'ie zei dat heb ik goed verstaan Dat ik snel een schip moet bouwen Voordat 't water nog hoger komt te staan
Na de zondvloed zal mijn schip 't eerste huis zijn Waar de mensen woonden voor een heel nieuw land Waar 't mooi kan zijn, zonder haat en pijn Kom mee en blijf niet staan daar op de kant
De wereld zal toch ooit vergaan Maar jij en ik blijven bestaan Met ons scheepje en de golven Zo zal 't altijd verder gaan
'k Neem een dichter mee die alles zal beschrijven En een tuinman die de nieuwe bomen plant En een boerenzoon die voor eerlijk loon 't Graan zal zaaien op zijn nieuwe land
De wereld zal toch ooit vergaan Maar jij en ik blijven bestaan Met ons scheepje en de golven Zo zal 't altijd verder gaan
De wereld zal toch ooit vergaan Maar jij en ik blijven bestaan Met ons scheepje en de golven Zo zal 't altijd verder gaan
Ook zullen er geen mensen zijn Die om kleur elkander haten Het maakt geen verschil meer of je blank bent, bruin of zwart
Met ons scheepje en de golven Zo zal 't altijd verder gaan
Don't Call Us, We'll Call You Composer(s): Jerry Corbetta - John Carter Performer(s): Jerry Corbetta & Sugarloaf; The Bollock Brothers
A Long distance directory assistance, area code 212 Say hey, A and R this is mister rhythm and blues He said hello, and put me on hold To say the least the cat was cold He said, don't call us child we'll call you
I said, you got my number He said yeah, I got it when you walked in the door Don't call us, we'll call you Don't call us, we'll call you
I got your name from a friend of a friend who said he used to work with you Remember the all night creature from stereo ninety two Yeah I said could you relate to our quarter track tape You know the band performs in the nude He said uh huh don't call us child we'll call you
Listen kid you paid for the call You ain't bad but we've heard it all before And it sounds like John, Paul and George
Any way, we cut a hit and we toured a bit with a song he said he couldn't use And now he calls and begs and crawls It's telephone deja vu We got percentage points and lousy joints And all the glitter we can use, Mama So, uh huh, don't call us now, we'll call you
Listen kid you paid for the call You ain't bad but I've heard it all before Don't call us, we'll call you Don't call us Don't call us, we'll call you
Natten Drog Forbi ((Adapted from: Beddy-Bye (Bert Kaempfert & His Orch.) - 1966)) Composer(s): Bert Kaempfert - Andreas Arffmann Performer(s): Otto Brandenburg - 1966
Versions In Other Languages: 1966 - Strangers In The Night (Frank Sinatra) 1966 - Étrangers Dans La Nuit (Dania Rika) 1966 - Solo Più Che Mai (Johnny Dorelli) 1966 - Vreemden In De Nacht (Nicole Carvenn) 1966 - Tusen Och En Natt (Gunnar Wiklund) 1968 - Putniki V Nochi (Emil Gorovets) 1981 - Strangers In De Nijt (De Strangers) 2002 - Daniel Cowman (Regina Spektor)
Natten drog forbi med tændte kerter svøbte sig som fløjl om unge hjerter Spandt sin melodi til vårens poesi Fremmed for dig selv kom du imod mig hjertet havde talt og jeg forstod dig skæbnen fandt sin vej ad nattens dunkle sti fremmed brød den ind i mene tanker
Strangers In De Nijt ((Adapted from: Beddy-Bye (Bert Kaempfert & His Orch.) - 1966)) Composer(s): Bert Kaempfert - Frank Rover Performer(s): De Strangers - 1981
Versions In Other Languages: 1966 - Strangers In The Night (Frank Sinatra) 1966 - Étrangers Dans La Nuit (Dania Rika) 1966 - Solo Più Che Mai (Johnny Dorelli) 1966 - Vreemden In De Nacht (Nicole Carvenn) 1966 - Tusen Och En Natt (Gunnar Wiklund) 1966 - Natten Drog Forbi (Otto Brandenburg) 1968 - Putniki V Nochi (Emil Gorovets) 2002 - Daniel Cowman (Regina Spektor)
Strangers in the night ge denkt misschien waar zitte die altijd gon die nor huis of zitte zin de kroeg bijeen tot s morgesvruug spele-z-op den biljâr op flipperkaskes mè de vogelepik of mè de maskes weurre die serieus. . zo leve nà ni muug strangers in the night na wèt toch iedreen da de strangers in the night direct nor huis gon, en as t echt ni anders kan en het komt er van da ze dan as brave binke niks dan melk en yoghurt drinke dus het is e feit as dikke vriendjes gon ze goe doep tijd nor vraa en kindjes zonder veel lawijt lak strangers in the night...
ziedons al lak brave binke niks dan melk en yoghurt drinke s nachts da dis e feit is t bier zo lakker wij zèn rond diên tijd mor eerst goe wakker dan veule wons altijd lak strangers in the night doebidoebidoe doe doe bi daba doebidoebidoe doe doe bi daba doebidoebidoe doe doe bi daba
Daniel Cowman ((Adapted from: Beddy-Bye (Bert Kaempfert & His Orch.) - 1966)) Composer(s): Bert Kaempfert - Regina Spektor Performer(s): Regina Spektor - 2002
Versions In Other Languages: 1966 - Strangers In The Night (Frank Sinatra) 1966 - Étrangers Dans La Nuit (Dania Rika) 1966 - Solo Più Che Mai (Johnny Dorelli) 1966 - Vreemden In De Nacht (Nicole Carvenn) 1966 - Tusen Och En Natt (Gunnar Wiklund) 1966 - Natten Drog Forbi (Otto Brandenburg) 1968 - Putniki V Nochi (Emil Gorovets) 1981 - Strangers In De Nijt (De Strangers)
On the day that Daniel Cowman stopped existing The world should have ended right then and there At precisely four-fifteen when he stopped existing The world should have ended How could it go on? How could it go on? How could it go on?
Oh and I don't exist I don't exist [repeats]
So now that we've got that straight Doesn't mean that I can fly Doesn't mean I that I can go do whatever I want Now that we've got that clear And you know that I'm not here Doesn't mean that I can go do whatever I please
The premature ejaculation of his death (sentence) hit Daniel in the face like a big round spitball hwk-pfffff And everything got hazy in the courtroom and then he stood up And then he sat back down another two times in the row And everything got real slow like a gunshot in the movies And he remembered heroin boy walking in through the door Bouncing off the walls and the floor Taking off his belt taking off his pants Filling up the bathtub Getting ready to go in for a swim Singing I don't exist I don't exist [repeats]
And now that we've got that straight Doesn't mean that I can fly Doesn't mean that I can go do whatever I want Now that we've got that clear And you know that I'm not here Doesn't mean that I can go do whatever I please And you start remembering and remembering and remembering And remembering...
The heroin boy, he walked through the door And he was screaming And I was like 'why's you screaming like it's the end of the world?' And he was like 'well it is' And I was sitting in the corner with my pants down And I was sure that someone next door was blowing up balloons And it was red and orange
And there was that swell lady at the bar just tryin to buy gin And there was this other lady at the bar and she was tryin to sell gin It worked out good for the boths of them
And heroin boy started taking off his belt Started taking off his pants Started taking off his shoes Started filling up the bathtub Getting ready to go in for a swim I says "No-o You're goin to drown He says 'No I can't drown Simply because...
Shhhhhhh
A man destined to hang Can never drown A man destined to hang Can never drown A man destined to hang Can never ever drown
A man destined to drown Can never burn A man destined to drown Can never burn A man destined to drown Can never ever burn
A man destined to fry Can never ever ever A man destined to fry Can never ever ever A man destined to fry Can never ever ever die... In any other way but frying Lucky that I'm dying By hanging and not drowning
So now that we've got that straight Can't I just be left alone? I want to take a ***** bath
Everybody Loves To Cha Cha Cha Composer(s): Barbara Campbell - Barbara Mayson Campbell - Sam Cooke Performer(s): Sam Cooke and multiple other artists
Little Frankie went down to the barroom, she asked for a glass of beer She said, "Hey, bartender, has my Johnny been here?" "He's my man but he's done me wrong"
The bartender said "Frankie, ya know I won't tell ya no lie" "He left here about a minute ago with a gal named Alice Fry" "He's your man, but he's doin' you wrong"
Frankie was a good little woman, surely everybody knows She paid one hundred dollars for Johnny's new suit of clothes She loved her man but he done her wrong
Well then Frankie went down Broadway with a razor in her hand She said "Stand back, all you women, I'm here for my cheatin' man" "Yes, he's my man but he's done me wrong"
It was on a Friday mornin' about a ha'past nine o'clock Frankie pulled her 44 and fired three fatal shots She shot her man 'cause he done her wrong
(Why dontcha run, Frankie?) they said (Frankie why don't you run?) 'cause here come the Chief Of Police with the 44 smokeless gun You killed your man, we know he done you wrong
Yeah, he done you wrong, Frankie You shoulda shot him forty times I'm a witness, Frankie, I was there When you shot that man I saw...
Eenzaam loopt hij langs de wijde zee Dromend van Mary-Ann Eeuwig lijkt de tijd te duren Eer hij weer bij haar kan
Breed zakt de nacht als een donkere wolk Met schuimende wieken in zee Maar hij blijft wachten Zingend de naam van z'n Mary-Ann bij de zee
Mary Mary-Ann Mary Mary-Ann Mary Mary-Ann Mary Mary-Ann Mary Mary-Ann Mary Mary-Ann
Meeuwen glijden in de wind En verdwijnen ver over zee Dragen zij z'n Mary-Ann Als een vluchtende droom met zich mee
Zij was zo mooi, zij had haren van goud En van schilferend zonlicht een kleed Zoekende loopt hij hier langs het strand Naar een meisje dat Mary-Ann heet
Mary Mary-Ann Mary Mary-Ann Mary Mary-Ann Mary Mary-Ann Mary Mary-Ann Mary Mary-Ann
Eenzaam loopt hij langs de wijde zee Zonder z'n Mary-Ann Dromend dat zij wederkeren zou Zoals z'n droom herkend
Haren van goud en een mond als koraal Rode sterren die groeien in zee Maar in de nacht als een donkere vogel Roept hij zijn Mary-Ann bij de zee
Mary Mary-Ann Mary Mary-Ann Mary Mary-Ann Mary Mary-Ann Mary Mary-Ann Mary Mary-Ann
