I'm So Restless
Composer(s): Roger McGuinn; Jacques Levy
Performer(s): Roger McGuinn



Hey, Mr. D do you want me to be
A farmer a cowhand an old country boy
To get up in the a.m. and tend to the chores
And leave all my troubles behind a locked door
Layin' with my lady and strumming' on my toy
Oh, I know what you mean and it sounds good to me
But oh, Mr. D. I'm so restless

Hey, Mr. L. do you want me to yell
To howl at the moon when I'm losing my grip
Without no possessions and finding myself
The picture of mental and physical health
But I'm still paying dues for that Indian trip
Oh, I know what you mean and it sure rings a bell
But oh, Mr. L. I'm so restless

Hey, Mr. J. do you want me to stray
To be a bad boy a mean boy and ready to kill
Wriggling' and slinkin' in snakeskin and black
Holding my thumb on some chick in the sack
And never say no if it gives me a thrill
Oh, I know what you mean and I'd go all the way
But oh, Mr. J. I'm so restless

Ex-Fan Des Sixties
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Jane Birkin; Stereo Total



Ex-fan des sixties
petite Baby Doll
comme tu dansais bien le Rock 'n' Roll
ex-fan des sixties
où sont tes années folles
que sont devenues toutes tes idoles
où est l'ombre des Shadows
des Byrds, des Doors
des Animals
des Moo-
dy Blues
séparés Mac Cartney
Georges Harrison
et Ringo Starr
et John Lennon - ex-fan des sixties
petite Baby Doll
comme tu dansais bien le Rock 'n' Roll
ex-fan des sixties
où sont tes années folles
que sont devenues toutes tes idoles
Disparus Brian Jones
Jim Morrison
Eddy Cochran
Buddy
Holly
idem Jimi Hendrix
Otis Redding
Janis Joplin
T.Rex
Elvis

I'm So Proud
Composer(s): Curtis Mayfield
First release by: The Impressions - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists



Prettier than all the world
And I'm so proud (I'm so proud)
I'm so proud of you

You're only one fellow's girl
And I'm so proud (I'm so proud)
Believe me, I love you too

I'm so proud of being loved by you
And it would hurt, hurt to know
If you ever were untrue

Sweeter than the taste of a cherry so sweet
And I'm so proud (I'm so proud)
I'm so proud of you

Compliments to you from all the people we meet
Yes, and I'm so proud (I'm so proud)
Believe me, I love you too

I'm so proud of being loved by you
I'm so proud of being loved by you
And it would hurt, hurt to know
If you ever were untrue

Sweeter than the taste of a cherry so sweet
And I'm so proud (I'm so proud)
I'm so proud of you

Compliments to you from all the people we meet
Yes, and I'm so proud (I'm so proud)
Believe me, I love you too

Exercice En Forme De Z
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Jane Birkin; Sabeline Campo



Zazie
À sa visite au zoo
Zazie suçant son zan
S'amusait d'un vers luisant
D'isidore Isou
Quand zut ! Un vent blizzard
Fusant de son falzar
Voici zigzaguant dans les airs
Zazie et son Blazer

L'oiseau
Des îles est pris au zoom
Par un paparazzi
Zigouilleur visionnaire
De scherzi de Mozart
Drôle de zigoto
Zieuteur du genre blasé
Mateur de photos osées

Zazie
Sur les vents alizés
S'éclate dans l'azur
Aussi légère que bulle d'Alka Selzer
Elle visionne le zoo
Survolant chimpanzés
Gazelles lézards zébus buses et grizzlis d'Asie

L'oiseau
Des îles est pris au zoom
Par l'autre zèbre, bonne zigue
Zazie le fusillant d'un bisou
Lui fait voir son bazar
Son zip et son Zippo
Fendu de jusqu'à Zoo

I'm So Miserable
Composer(s): Billy Ray Cyrus; Corky Holbrook
Performer(s): Billy Ray Cyrus



I wake up in the mornin' in a lonely, icy bed
Thinkin' 'bout the nightmare that just played in my head
I think of all the things I miss
Like moments that we share a kiss so dear
I'm so miserable without you it's almost like you're here

I search your house for coffee but it's to no avail
The days not even started it seems it's shot to hell
The jeans I'm wearing look like dirt
As I put on my old wrinkled shirt it smells like beer
I'm so miserable without you it's almost like you're here

But there was a time when you were mine
And life was such a pretty dream
Then you fell in love with another man
That changed everything
The world I knew changed everyday
As I watched it all slip away so clear
I'm so miserable without you it's almost like you're here

I turn on my radio they play your favorite song
Did I not do something right, was there something I done wrong
As you pulled away you shouldn't tried
Instead of feeling foolish pride and fear
I'm so miserable without you it's almost like you're here
I'm so miserable without you it's almost like you're here

Excusez-Moi, Mon Cherie
Composer(s): Larry Hayes
Performer(s): The Blues Brothers



My my my
Look at all the faces
There ain't nobody
feelin' outta place here
'Cause they're movin'
and they're groovin'
and it sure looks good to me
Excusez moi mon cherie
Make way for my baby and me

Well everybody
havin' such a good time
Well my my baby
I just spent my last dime
Well that's okay
'cause I'm havin' fun
I'm gonna stay till the night is done
Excusez moi mon cherie
Make way for my baby and me

Well don't you fight it just feel it
When your baby takes you out on the floor
Everybody is out a reelin'
Steamin' and out to roll

Well you don't have to worry
about the latest dance craze
Just get up on the floor
shake your hips and move your legs
'cause when the band starts with that groove
you know you just can't help but move
Excusez moi mon cherie
Make way for my baby and me

And when the band starts with that groove
you know you just can't help but move
Excusez moi mon cherie
Make way for my baby and me

I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry
(Dutch Version: Ik Wou Dat Ik Je Vond - 2003)
Composer(s): Hank Williams
First release by: Hank Williams - 1949
Covered by multiple other artists



Hear the lonesome whippoorwill
He sounds to blue to fly
The midnight train is a-winding low
I'm so lonesome I could cry

I've never seen a night so long
When time keeps crawling by
The moon is gone behind the clouds
To hide his face and cry

Have you ever seen a robin weep
When leaves have turned to brown?
Like me he's lost his will to live
I'm so lonesome I could cry

The silence of a falling star
Lights up a purple haze
And yes I wonder where you are
I'm so lonesome I could cry

Excusez-Moi De Chanter Encore Du Rock 'N' Roll
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday



Excusez-moi de ne pas être américain
Anglais de Liverpool et même pas canadien
Pardonnez-moi encore de chanter toujours du rock'n'roll

Y a pas que l'Amérique qui fait de la musique
C'est mon premier sentiment patriotique
Excusez -moi encore de chanter toujours du rock'n'roll

J'suis un rocker maudit
Ouais, c'est la honte d'être né à Paris
Tandis que le rythm'n'blues et blue suede shoes
Voyait le jour dans le Tennessee

Si vous n'aimez pas mon côté animal
Y a des filles d'ici qui n'trouvent pas ça si mal
Pardonnez-moi encore de chanter toujours du rock'n'roll

J'suis un rocker maudit
Ouais, c'est la haine d'être à Paris
Quand Jerry Lee Lewis et Elvis
Faisaient les beaux jours de Memphis

Tant pis si l'écho français de mon ramage
Quelques fois fait pâlir un peu leur plumage

Pardonnez-moi de ne pas être américain
Anglais de Liverpool et même pas canadien
Excusez-moi encore de chanter toujours du rock'n'roll

Pardonnez-moi encore de chanter toujours du rock'n'roll

Pardonnez-moi encore de chanter toujours du rock
Toujours du rock
Toujours du rock'n'roll

Rock'n'roll...

Ik Wou Dat Ik Je Vond
(Adapted from: I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry - 1949)
Composer(s): Hank Williams; Jan De Vuyst
Performer(s): Severine Doré



Boven ligt een kind dat huilt
Een radio speelt luid
Op straat is het behoorlijk koud
En ik wacht nog steeds op jou

De kroeg loopt leeg, het licht gaat uit
De laatste bus verdwijnt
De baas wil ook dat ik vertrek
De regen wacht op mij

De film is saai, hij zegt mij niets
Er gaat een mens voorbij …
Ik ben te down om op te staan
En de nacht gluurt door het raam

Ik voel me leeggeroofd en moe
Ik rijd zomaar wat rond
Ik wil je zien, ik weet niet hoe
Maar ik wou dat ik je vond
Ja, ik wou dat ik je vond

Excusez-Moi
Performer(s): Jean Ferrat



Excusez-moi

De ne pas être plus habile
De ne pas danser sur un fil
De ne pas me tenir très droit
Je ne ferai pas de claquettes
Ni de culbutes sur la tête
Je ne sais quoi faire de mes bras de mes bras

Excusez-moi

Si je n'arrive pas à dire
Tout ce que je voudrais vous dire
A belle à claire à haute voix
Louer le ciel la nuit le jour
Et l'évidence de l'amour
Simplement comme je le dois je le dois

Excusez-moi

Quand ma chanson deviendra triste
C'est que j'ai sous les yeux la liste
Des hommes partout mis en croix
Je ne manque pas de courage
Mais nous vivons au moyen-âge
Les bras m'en tombent quelquefois quelquefois

Excusez-moi

Je rêve de chansons trempées
Tranchantes comme un fil d'épée
Et ne manie qu'un sabre en bois
Un jour j'en ris l'autre j'en pleure
Et qu'importe si c'est un leurre
Je pourrai dire que j'y crois que j'y crois

Excusez-moi

Quand ma chanson deviendra folle
Je n'y aurai pas d'autre rôle
Que de vous chanter qu'à Cuba
On prend l'argent pour seule cible
On dit que rien n'est impossible
Et que l'homme seul comptera comptera

Excusez-moi

De ne pas être plus habile
De ne pas danser sur un fil
De ne pas me tenir très droit
Je ne courberai pas la tête
A la fin de mes chansonnettes
Je préfère vous regarder droit vous regarder droit

I'm So Into You
Composer(s): Peabo Bryson
Performer(s): Peabo Bryson; Kevin McCord



Yeah, yeah, ohhhhhh
Close your eyes and I'll love you
I will make a smile down inside you
I'm so into you I don't know what I'm gonna do
Because I care for you
Care for you
Oh, don't chide girl you've got me
Even if it's wrong or right the world can't stop me
I'm so into I don't know what I'm gonna do
Because I care for you
Care for you
Love will heal heart broken yesterday, yeah
I'm so in love with you I don't know what I'm gonna do
I am yours, you are mine
I'm so glad I found you
I will take my time build my world all around you
(I'm so into you I don't know what I'm gonna do)
(Care for you)
I care for you I really care for you
You paid your dues right from the start
What a price to pay
I'm so in love with you
Don't know what I'm gonna do
(I'm so into you)
I'm so into you
(I don't know what I'm gonna do)
I don't know I don't know
I whoa
(I'm so into you)
You
(I don't know what I'm gonna do)
I don't know whoa
(I'm so into you I don't know what I'm gonna do)
Whoa, hey, whoo, yeah yeah yeah
(Don't be afraid 'cause)
(I'm so into you)
I'm so into you
(I don't know what I'm gonna do)
I don't know I don't know
what
(I'm so into you)
I'm so into you
(I don't know what I'm gonna do)
Whoa
(I'm so into you I don't know what I'm gonna do)
I care for you I really really do
I'm so into you

The Bertha Butt Boogie
Composer(s): Jimmy Castor - Johnny Pruitt
Performer(s): The Jimmy Castor Bunch



The party was jumpin' when Bertha got off o' her stump
The whistles were blowin' and everybody did the "Bump"
But all the time Bertha had been workin' on her goodie
Now folks call it "The Bertha Butt Boogie"

When Bertha Butt did her goodie
She started "The Bertha Butt Boogie"
No question

When Bertha got movin' her hips were hummin' in the wind
The ground started shakin' - no grass grew where she'd been!
The music was poppin', the crowd had formed a ring
Her sisters yelled, "Boogie, Bertha, do your thing!"

Uh, for your information, Bertha had three sisters
Betty Butt, Bella Butt and Bathsheba Butt

When Bertha Butt did her goodie
She started "The Bertha Butt Boogie"
I said no question

Hey, Leroy, get away from that woman!
The boy'll never learn!
Uh-oh, here comes the Troglodyte!
Troglodyte: "Come here, sock it to me!"

Bertha stood back and yelled, "Betty, Bella, Bathsheba!"
And the Butt Sisters backed her up when she yelled, "I need ya!"
The Troglodyte, Leroy, Luther and the Butt Sisters all knew
That "The Bertha Butt Boogie" was now the thing to do

When Bertha Butt did her goodie
She started "The Bertha Butt Boogie"
No question

Bertha: "I'll sock it ya, daddy!"
Troglodyte: "Me like, me like! Come here, woman, woman!"
Leroy: "Yo' mama, I'm calling you, man!"
Troglodyte: "Yeah - the Boogie!"

Excuse-Moi Partenaire
English Title: Cuttin' In
Composer(s): Ralph Bernet; John Watson
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday



Excuse-moi partenaire
De venir à toi
C'est avec ma fille
Que tu danses là

Excuse-moi partenaire
De paraître froid
Mais tu sais
On s'est disputé
Tous les deux
Son cœur disait c'est fini
Ses pleurs ont suivi
Excuse-moi partenaire de t'interrompre ainsi

Excuse-moi partenaire
De parler comme ça
Ces quelques pleurs me sont chers
Mais tu peux dire
En regardant ses yeux
Qu'elle ne pensait pas à tout ça
Et de la revoir renaît l'espoir
Cette fille, cette fille, entre mes bras m'offre la joie
Excuse-moi partenaire de t'interrompre ainsi

Mais oui, mais oui
Ailleurs il te faudra chercher
Il te faudra chercher
Quelqu'un d'autre pour danser
Car cette jolie fille là
Danse avec moi

Mais oui, mais oui
Excuse-moi partenaire de t'interrompre ainsi

I'm So Glad I'm Standing Here Today
Composer(s): Will Jennings; Joe Sample
Performer(s): Joe Cocker
and multiple other artists



There were times 
I remember
Had to fight just to hold my head up
Those times when even my friends
tried to make a fool of me
there were things that my heart looked at
that they just couldn’t see

Some said I was hopeless
Mind tangled in the night
Strong hearts just keep goin’
That is why I’m still standing here today

Come together
raise up your voices
This time my song of love and life won’t go away
I’ll sing forever
here in the sunshine
I’ve lived to see the sun break through the storm 
And I’m so glad I’m standing here today

If your lost in your troubles
And the world just seems to forget you
If you remember sunshine
even on your darkest day
Just follow what your heart says 
And you will find the way

Some said I was hopeless
Mind tangled in the night
Strong hearts just keep goin’
That is why I’m still standing here today

Come together
raise up your voices
This time my song of love and life won’t go away
I’ll sing forever
here in the sunshine
I’ve lived to see the sun break through the storm 
And I’m so glad I’m standing here today

Excuse Me, Lady
Composer(s): J.M. Rivat; Artie Wayne
Performer(s): Joe Dassin



Tu as bien changé d'allure
Avec ton nez au ciel
Et tes yeux qui papillonnent
Ton p'tit chien qui frissonne
Tu ne me trompes pas
Va avec ton cinéma
Ta robe et tes chaussures
De la couleur de ta voiture

Excuse me lady, à d'autres mais pas à moi

Tu étais jeune et tendre
Il était bien trop riche
Vous deviez vous comprendre
Lui le loup et toi la biche
Pour un double coup de foudre
C'est vraiment très heureux
Et tu peux jeter de la poudre
Aux yeux de qui tu veux
Mais...

Excuse me lady, à d'autres mais pas à moi
Excuse me lady, à d'autres mais pas à moi

Te souviens-tu quand même
Quand on était bohèmes
C'était toujours la fête
On vivait d'amour et de café crème
Toi, tu as pris ta route
Moi, j'ai suivi la mienne
Tu m'as bien manqué sans doute
Mais depuis tout à l'heure
Je n'en ai plus de peine

Excuse me lady, a d'autres mais pas a moi

A d'autres mais pas à moi
Oh non, à d'autres mais pas à moi, pas à moi
A d'autres mais pas à moi
A quelqu'un d'autre si tu veux...

I'm So Glad
Composer(s): Skip James
First release by: Skip James - 1931
Covered by multiple other artists



I'm so glad
I'm so glad
I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad
I'm so glad
I'm so glad
I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad

Don't know what to do
Don't know what to do
Don't know what I'm gonna do
Another week in
Telephoning
Tired of groaning for you

I'm so glad
I'm so glad
I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad
I'm so glad
I'm so glad
I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad

Excursion À Venise
Composer(s): P. Tatartcheff; Anna McGarrigle
Performer(s): Kate & Anna McGarrigle



À Notre-Dame de Stanbridge, les regards voilés de bure
Et toi largement occupé, à délimiter les pavés
À Sainte-Anne de la Pérade, les idées à la saumure
Sur les chenaux ferme gelés, nos dimanches inachevés

Tu me faisais la cour
Une excursion à Venise
À la foire, les nounours
Les violonneux, St-François d'Assise
Écoute les cigales chanter

Et plus tard, encabanés, nous réveillant tout assoiffés
Tâtonnant d'une main, vers la cruche d'eau figée
Entre les portes et les fenêtres, la neige se hérissait
Au poêle, du poêle allons vite, vite chasser la blanche gelée

Tard, au cours des veillées, les propos aimantés par les villes
Je t'y plaçais volontiers, bien à l'aise dans les tramways
Tous les pépères délestés, aux roulottes immobiles
Se monfondant accotés, en bordure au long des highways

I'm So Excited
Composer(s): Trevor Lawrence; June Pointer; Anita Pointer; Ruth Pointer
First release by: The Pointer Sisters - 1982
Covered by multiple other artists



Tonight's the night we're gonna make it happen
Tonight we'll put all other things aside
Give in this time and show me some affection
We're going for those pleasures in the night 

I want to love you, feel you
Wrap myself around you
I want to squeeze you, please you
I just can't get enough
And if you move real slow, I'll let it go 

I'm so excited, and I just can't hide it
I'm about to lose control and I think I like it
I'm so excited, and I just can't hide it
And I know, I know, I know, I know I know I want you 

We shouldn't even think about tomorrow
Sweet memories will last a long long time
We'll have a good time baby don't you worry
And if we're still playing around boy that's just fine 

Let's get excited, we just can't hide it
I'm about to lose control and I think I like it
I'm so excited, and I just can't hide it
And I know, I know, I know, I know I know I want you, want you 

I want to love you, feel you
Wrap myself around you
I want to squeeze you, please you
I just can't get enough
And if you move real slow, I'll let it go 

I'm so excited, and I just can't hide it
I'm about to lose control and I think I like it
I'm so excited, and I just can't hide it
And I know, I know, I know, I know I know I want you 

I'm so excited (look what you do to me)
and I just can't hide it (you got me burning up)
I'm about to lose control and I think I like it
I'm so excited (look what you do to me)
and I just can't hide it (I'm about to give it up)
And I know, I know, I know, I know I know I want you 

(Repeat)

Excerpt From A Teenage Opera
Composer(s): Philwit Hopkins; Pegasus Hopkins
Performer(s): Keith West



Count the days into years
Yes, eighty-two brings many fears
Yesterday's laughter turns to tears
His arms and legs don't feel so strong
His heart is weak, there's something wrong
Opens windows in despair
Tries to breathe in some fresh air
His conscience cries, "Get on your feet
Without you, Jack, the town can't eat"

Refrain: 

Grocer Jack, Grocer Jack, get off your back
go into town, don't let them down, oh no, no
Grocer Jack, Grocer Jack, get off your back
go into town, don't let them down, oh no, no

The people that live in the town
don't understand -  he's never been known to miss his round
It's ten o'clock, the housewives yell 
"When Jack turns up, we'll give him hell"
Husbands moan at breakfast tables, no milk, no eggs, no marmalade labels
Mothers send their children out, to Jack's house to scream and shout

Refrain

It's Sunday morning, bright and clear
lovely flowers decorate a marble square
People cry and mourn away, think about the fateful day
Now they wish they'd given Jack more affection and respect
The little children, dressed in black, don't know what's happened to old Jack

Refrain

Grocer Jack, Grocer Jack, is it true what Mummy said
you won't come back
Oh no, no

(repeat)

I'm So Bored With The U.S.A.
Composer(s): Topper Headon; Paul Simonon; Joe Strummer; Michael Geoffrey Jones
First release by: The Clash - 1977
Covered by multiple other artists



Yankee soldier
He wanna shoot some skag
He met it in Cambodia
But now he can't afford a bag

Yankee dollar talk
To the dictators of the world
In fact it's giving orders
An' they can't afford to miss a word

I'm so bored with the U...S...A...
But what can I do?

Yankee detectives
Are always on the TV
'Cos killers in America
Work seven days a week

Never mind the stars and stripes
Let's print the Watergate Tapes
I'll salute the New Wave
And I hope nobody escapes

I'm so bored with the U...S...A...
But what can I do?

Move up Starsky
For the C.I.A.
Suck on Kojak
For the USA