Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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If My Friends Could See Me Now Composer(s): Dorothy Fields; Cy Coleman First release by: Gwen Verdon - 1966 Covered by multiple other artists
If they could see me now That little gang of mine I'm eatin' fancy chow and drinkin' fancy wine I'd like those stumble bums To see for a fact The kind of top-drawer, first-rate chums I attract All I can say is "Wow-ee!" Look-a where I am Tonight I landed, POW! Right in a pot of jam What a setup, holy cow! They'd never believe it If my friends could see me now!
If they could see me now My little dusty group Traipsin' round this million dollar chicken coop I'd hear those thrift shop cats say, "Brother get her! Draped on a bedspread made from three kinds of fur!" All I can say is "Wow!" Wait till the riff and raff See just exactly how He signed his autograph What a build up, holy cow! They'd never believe it If my friends could see me now!
If they could see me now Alone with Mr. V Who's waitin' on me like he was a maitre'd I hear my buddies sayin', "Crazy, what gives? Tonight she's living like the other half lives!" To think the highest brow Which I must say is he Should pick the lowest brow Which there's no doubt is me What a step up, holy cow! They'd never believe it If my friends could see me now!
They'd never believe it! They'd never believe it! If my friends could see me now! Hi girls, it's me! Charity!
El Siete Mares Composer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez
Performer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez
and multiple other artists
Soy marino vivo errante cruzó por los siete mares y como soy navegante vivo entre las tempestades desafiando los peligros que me dan los siete mares
Cuando el mar está tranquilo y hay estrellas en el cielo entre penas y suspiros le hablo a la mujer que quiero y sólo el mar me constesta ya no llores marinero
Me dicen el siete mares porque ando de puerto en puerto llevando conmigo mismo un amor ya casi muerto yo ya quisiera quedarme juntito a mi gran cariño pero esa no fue mi vida navegar es mi destino
Estrellita marinera compañera de nosotros qué noticia tienes 'hora de esa que me trae tan loco si es que todavía me quiere dímelo poquito a poco
Olas altas, olas grandes que me arrastran y me alejan cuando anclemos en Tampico quédense un ratito quietas tan siquiera cuatro noches si es que entienden mis tristezas
Me dicen el siete mares porque ando de puerto en puerto llevando conmigo mismo un amor ya casi muerto yo ya quisiera quedarme juntito a mi gran cariño pero esa no fue mi vida navegar es mi destino
If My Baby Cooks (As Good As She Looks) Composer(s): Jack Carroll; Irving Kahal Performer(s): Tom Stacks and multiple other artists
If my baby cooks As good as she looks Then I'll be hungry Hungry all the time If my baby fries Like she rolls her eyes How my poor heart aches For her sweet little cakes If she's half as good at the oven As she is in the parlor at lovin' If my baby cooks Just as good as she looks Then I'll be hungry Oh so hungry all the time
Oiga usted, el señor de la corbata no finja poses que no saber hacer No fume habanos para que lo puedan ver que un día de eso ha de toser Oiga usted, el señor que en el boulevard se mira de reojo en un cristal para ver si su ego se agranda sin saber que l del cristal no des usted
Oiga usted, señor que va por la gran ciudad siempre pensando en conquistar una mirada que le pueda enseñar que usted es el único galán Oiga usted señor que va por la gran ciudad siempre pensando en conquistar una mirada que le pueda enseñar que usted es el único galán
Oiga usted que lleva un libro en la mano para que le haga juego con el vestón a lo mejor usted pasa por intelectual sin conocer el verbo pensar Oiga usted, el señor de la corbata igual que un maniquí que sabe andar reflejo andante de su gran vanidad un muñeco por la ciudad
Oiga usted, señor, que va por la gran ciudad siempre pensando en conquistar una mirada que le pueda enseñar que usted es el único galán
If Momma Was Married Composer(s): Jule Styne; Stephen Sondheim Performer(s): Ethel Merman and multiple other artists
Louise: I wish Momma would marry a plain man so we could all be together... If Momma was married We'd live in a house As private as private can be Just Momma, three ducks, five canaries A mouse, two monkeys, one father, six turtles And me... If Momma was married
June: If Momma was married I'd jump in the air And give all my toe shoes to you I'd get all those hair ribbons Out of my hair And once and for all I'd get Momma out too... If Momma was married
Louise: You've done it before
June: Without much success!
Both: Momma, God speed and God bless We're not keeping score What's one more or less Oh, Momma, say: yes And waltz down the hall While you may
Louise: I'll gladly support you I'll even escort you...
June: And I'd gladly give you away
Both Oh, Momma, get married today!
June: If Momma was married there wouldn't be anymore "Let me entertain you, let me make you smile! I would do some kicks!"
Louise: "I would do some tricks!"
June: Sing out, Louise!
Louise: Smile, baby! Momma, please take our advice We aren't The Lunts
June: I'm not Fanny Brice
Both: Momma, we'll buy you the rice If only this once You wouldn't think twice It could be so nice If Momma got married to stay
Louise: But Momma gets married
June: And...
Louise: Married
June: And ...
Louise: Married
Both: And never gets carried away Oh, Momma... Oh, Momma... Oh, Momma... Get married today!
If Leaving Me Is Easy Composer(s): Phil Collins First release by: Phil Collins - 1981
I read all the letters, I read each word that you've sent to me And though it's past now, and the words start to fade All the memories I have still remain
I've kept all the pictures, but I hide my feelings so no-one knows Oh sure my friends all come round, but I'm in a crowd on my own It's 'cos you're gone now, but your heart, still remains And it'll be here if you come again
You see, I'd heard the rumours, I knew before you let me know But I didn't believe it, not you No you would not let me go Seems I was wrong, but I love, I love you the same And that's the one thing that you can't take away but just remember...
Qué lindo se ha puesto el sauce a vuelto a reverdecer de nuevo vuelve a crecer como el río por su cauce y hace que mis manos alce hacia el cielo agradecido porque estaba envejecido secas sus hojas sin vida como si una larga herida las fuerzas le había vencido Mas se ve que ha amanecido esta vez la primavera ya no está la enredadera que lo estaba sepultando sus ramas están brotando y el agua fresca del río se ve que lo ha bendecido besandó su ramazón y encendió en su corazón el viejo amor ya perdido Y se lo ve florecido flores son sus ramas verdes su mirada no se pierde como antes en el vacío de nuevo cuelgan sus nidos los pajaritos cantores y antes que el sol condecore con sus rayos su altivez verde el sauce es otra vez el árbol de mis amores Qué lindo se ha puesto el sauce es tan igualito a mí pues yo también florecí y el río vuelve a mi cauce el destino que se esparce dando a cada cual su rumbo como yo andaba a los tumbos de mí se compadeció y aguita fresca me dio en ríos de amor profundo ¡Y hoy somos dos vueltos al mundo mi viejo sauce y yo!
Freaker's Ball Composer(s): Shel Silverstein Performer(s): Dr. Hook
Well there's gonna be a freaker's ball (ha ha) Tonight at the Freaker's Hall And you know you're invited one and all Uh oh
Come on babies grease your lips Grab your hats and swing your hips And don't forget to bring your whips We're going to the freaker's ball (yes)
Blow your whistle, and bang your gong Roll up something to take along It feels so good, it must be wrong We're freakin' at the freaker's ball
Well all the fags and the dykes they're boogie-in' together The leather freaks are dressed in all kinds of leather The greatest of the sadists and the masochists too Screaming please hit me and I'll hit you
The FBI is dancin' with the junkies All the straights, swingin' with the funkies Across the floor and up the wall We're freakin' at the freaker's ball, y'all We're freakin' at the freaker's ball
Everybody's kissing each other Brother with sister, son with mother Smear my body up with butter And take me to the freaker's ball
Pass that roach please, and pour the wine I'll kiss yours if you'll kiss mine I'm gonna boogie 'til I'm cold blind Freakin' at the freaker's ball
White ones, black ones, yellow ones, red ones Necrophiliacs looking for dead ones The greatest of the sadists and the masochists too Screaming please hit me and I'll hit you
Everybody ballin' in batches Pyromaniacs strikin' matches I'm gonna itch me where it scratches Freakin' at the freaker's ball, y'all We're freakin' at the freaker's ball
We're at a ball We're freakin' at the freaker's ball
El Sagrado Perfume Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Podría incluso prescindir del intenso milagro que supone descifrar el Sagrado Perfume de los planetas... pero nunca, nunca jamás, del incienso que tu cuerpo despide al cabo de la carne comulgada
If It's You Composer(s): Milton Drake; Ben Oakland; Artie Shaw Performer(s): Dinah Shore and multiple other artists
Sitting by the fireside and dreaming lovely things While I'm waiting for a knock or a precious call Suddenly I'm startled, my heart leaps up and sings As I hear familiar footsteps along the hall
If it's you, when a knock comes at my door If it's you, then I'll rush across the floor But if you're not there the sky falls on my schemes again I close the door and rush back to my dreams again When I'm blue, and the phone rings in the gloom If it's you, there's a rainbow in my room And when someone kneels with someone making vows two If it's me, I'll be in heaven, if it's you
When I'm blue, and the phone rings in the gloom If it's you, there's a rainbow in my room And when someone kneels with someone making vows two If it's me, I'll be in heaven, if it's you
El Rostro Mío Composer(s): Salvador Martínez Flores Performer(s): Javier Solís; Los Pasteles Verdes; Anthony Rios
Yo vi llorar a un hombre ante un espejo por un amor que le negara el cielo sin serlo el hombre aquél parecía un viejo sólo nieve y escarcha había en su pelo
Cobarde por qué lloras yo le dije jamás debes llorar por un desvío después me arrepentí sintiendo frío al ver en el espejo el rostro mío
Después enjugué el llanto avergonzado las heridas de amor iban curando dormido me quedé me estaba ahogando las lágrimas de amor seguían rodando
Cobarde por qué lloras yo le dije jamás debes llorar por un desvío después me arrepentí sintiendo frío al ver en el espejo el rostro mío
Después enjugué el llanto avergonzado las heridas de amor iban curando dormido me quedé me estaba ahogando las lágrimas de amor seguían rodando
If It's Magic Composer(s): Stevie Wonder First release by: Stevie Wonder - 1976 Covered by multiple other artists
If it's magic... Then why can't it be everlasting Like the sun that always shines Like the poets in this rhyme Like the galaxies in time
If it's pleasing... Then why can't it be never leaving Like the day that never fails Like on seashores there are shells Like the time that always tells
It holds the key to every heart Throughout the universe It fills you up without a bite And quenches every thirst
So... If it's special Then with it why aren't we as careful As making sure we dress in style Posing pictures with a smile Keeping danger from a child
It holds the key to every heart Throughout the universe It fills you up without a bite And quenches every thirst
So... If it's magic... Why can't we make it everlasting Like the lifetime of the sun It will leave no heart undone For there's enough for everyone
Without You (Italian Version: Per Chi - 1972) Composer(s): Peter William Ham; Thomas Evans First release by: Badfinger - 1970 Covered by multiple other artists
Well, I can't forget this evening And your face when you were leaving But I guess that's just the way the story goes You always smile, but in your eyes your sorrow shows Yes, it shows
Well, I can't forget tomorrow When I think of all my sorrow I had you there, but then I let you go And now it's only fair that I should let you know What you should know
I can't live, if living is without you I can't live, I can't give anymore I can't live, if living is without you I can't live, I can't give anymore
Well, I can't forget this evening And your face when you were leaving But I guess that's just the way the story goes You always smile, but in your eyes your sorrow shows Yes, it shows
I can't live, if living is without you I can't live, I can't give anymore I can't live, if living is without you I can't live, I can't give anymore
I can't live, if living is without you I can't live, I can't give anymore I can't live, if living is without you I can't live, I can't give anymore
I can't live, if living is without you I can't live, I can't give anymore I can't live, if living is without you I can't live, I can't give anymore
El Rey Composer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez
Performer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez
and multiple other artists
Yo se bien que estoy afuera pero el día que yo me muera sé que tendrás que llorar (llorar y llorar, llorar y llorar) dirás que no me quisiste pero vas a estar muy triste y así te vas a quedar
Con dinero y sin dinero hago siempre lo que quiero y mi palabra es la ley no tengo trono ni reina ni nadie que me comprenda pero sigo siendo el rey
Una piedra en el camino me enseñó que mi destino era rodar y rodar (rodar y rodar, rodar y rodar) después me dijo un arriero que no hay que llegar primero pero hay que saber llegar
Con dinero y sin dinero hago siempre lo que quiero y mi palabra es la ley no tengo trono ni reina ni nadie que me comprenda pero sigo siendo el rey
Per Chi (Adapted from: Without You - 1970) Composer(s): Peter William Ham; Thomas Evans; Daniele Pace Performer(s): Gens - 1972
Torna presto amica mia Torna presto a casa mia Non andare per il mondo senza me Ti perderesti come stai perdendo me Torna presto Io di notte sono solo se ai pensieri mi abbandono Mi vien voglia di morire ma perche' Io mi domando cosa valgo senza te Per chi vivrò Per chi il cuore batterà nel buio Per chi se tu non ci sei I can't live I'm living lost without you I can't live I can't give anymore Se l'amore che mi hai dato Tra le foglie di quel prato È rimasto nei tuoi grandi occhi blu Ritorna presto amica mia se manchi tu per chi vivo? I can't live I'm living lost without you I can't give I can't give anymore Per chi il cuore batterà nel buio Per chi se tu non ci sei Per chi sorridere e scherzare ancora Per chi Per chi io vivrò
El Restaurante Italiano ((English & French Versions: Italian Restaurant (Dalida); Le Restaurant Italien (Dalida)) Composer(s): Jean-Michel Beriat - Jean-Pierre Goussaud Performer(s): Dalida
Ciertas tardes de soledad, que niebla gris en la ciudad Salgo a buscar y a revivir, algo de Italia por allí
Esta al final de un callejón, es un lugar encantador Mitad hogar, mitad pensión Mitad que sí, mitad que no
Un restaurante italiano Donde se habla con las manos, donde brilla en un cartel el sol napolitano Un restaurante italiano donde todas las tragedias, se convierten en comedias Donde el buen humor preside la sesión
Ahí no falta una canción, ahí se habla en altavoz Ahí se tiene la impresión, de gran señor y de bufón El propietario viene a ti, embajador de su país Chasca el pulgar y el corazón, y da comienzo la función
Un restaurante italiano Donde se habla con las manos, donde brilla en un cartel el sol napolitano Un restaurante italiano Donde todas las tragedias, se convierten en comedias Donde el buen humor preside la sesión
Se habla de todo en general, pero de nada en especial Algún poeta sin papel, escribe un verso en el mantel Una pareja en un rincón, se besa sin ningún pudor Con la lectura del menú, el cielo gris se vuelve azul
Un restaurante italiano Donde se habla con las manos, donde brilla en un cartel el sol napolitano Un restaurante italiano Donde todas las tragedias, se convierten en comedias Donde el buen humor preside la sesión
Un restaurante italiano Donde se habla con las manos La la la... Un restaurante italiano
Donde todas las tragedias, se convierten en comedias Donde el buen humor preside la sesión
If It's Alright With You Composer(s): Larry Henley; Kenny O'Dell Performer(s): Eddy Arnold
If it's all right with you I'd like to stay here and love you And hold you At least until the daylight comes
And if it's all right with you I'd like to think that when tomorrow comes It'll be way too soon If it's all right with you
If it's all right with you, I think I'll love you If it's all right with you, I think I'll love you And when the morning sun arrives Then we'll decide if I should stay or go
If it's all right with you We won't think about tomorrow Or yesterday Tonight could be a lifetime
If it's all right with you I'll dim the light and close the world away I really wanna stay If it's all right with you
If it's all right with you, I think I'll love you If it's all right with you, I think I'll love you And when the morning sun arrives Then we'll decide if I should stay or go
If it's all right with you, I think I'll love you If it's all right with you, I think I'll love you If it's all right with .....
