Crazy Rhythm
Composer(s): Roger Wolfe Kahn; Joseph Meyer; Irving Caesar
First release by: Roger Wolfe Kahn and his Orch. - 1928
Covered by multiple other artists



Bee:
Crazy rhythm, here's the doorway
I'll go my way, you'll go your way
Crazy rhythm, from now on
We're through.
Here is where we have a showdown
I'm too high-hat, you're too low-down
Crazy rhythm, here's goodbye to you!
They say that when a high-brow meets a low-brow
Walkin' along Broadway
Soon the high-brow
He has no brow
Ain't it a shame?
And you're to blame
What's the use of prohibition?
You produce the same condition
Crazy rhythm, from now on, we're through
Crazy rhythm, I've gone crazy 

Existential Blues
Composer(s): Tom "T Bone" Stankus
Performer(s): Tom "T Bone" Stankus



Hey, man, what are you really into, huh?

The elusive butterfly has just tip-toed past my door
My buddy likes the Yankees; she says "Hey, T-Bone, what's the score?"
And I say, "Well, Reggie got 1 in 1 in 3, and 25 is 6 to 4"
Is the left-wing really pinko? Colonel Sanders, what a bore!
You ask so many questions, what answers should I choose?
Is this schizoid paranoia, or just existential blues?

The amenities of life have been chasing my soul
And my mind is transcendental, and I'm losing all control
And I'm sinking in the quagmire of illusions and Thoreau
I cry out, "My name is T-Bone!" as a hound dog digs a hole
You ask so many questions, what answers should I choose?
Is this Plato's heebie-jeebies, or just existential blues?

Sailing, sailing, what is 'lusion? What is tru-ue?
Sailing, sailing, over the existential blues
God bless America, and Old Glory too!
May she always wave o'er us with the red, white, and existential blues!
Hey, ba-ba-de-ba-ba-da-ba-da-da
Ba-de-bom-ba-de-bom--ba-ding-a-ding-ding ding-existential blues
Hey, you can do what you want but lay off my existential blues!
My blue suede existential blues!

[Spoken:]
I was on a quest!
To dream the impossible dream
Walking down the road one day, doo-dah, doo-dah
I was walking down the road, I was looking for the truth of life
When I came across all these little people, little people
Little people all around me
They looked up at me and said, "Hey, mister, are you tall?"
I said, "Yes, I'm tall, but who are you weird little whiners?"
And they looked up at me with their big, red, bloodshot eyes and said

We are the lollipop kids, the lollipop kids
The lollipop kids
We are the lollipop kids!
And we'd like to welcome you to Munchkinland!

I said, "Hey! Hey, weird little whiners, I am on a quest
To dream the impossible dream
Walking down the road one day, doo-dah, doo-dah
I said, "Hey kids, I'm looking for the truth of life
Where do I go, who do I see?"
They said, "Slow down, mister, in order to find the truth of life one must see The Wizard!"
I said, "The Wizard? Well, where does this wizard, old wise one, live?"
They said, "You see the big, green, glow-in-the-dark house up on the hill?"
I said, "Yes, I see the big, green, glow-in-the-dark house up on the hill
There's a big, dark forest between me and the big, green glow-in-the-dark house up on the hill
And a little old lady on a Hoover vacuum cleaner going
'I'll get you, my little pretty, and your little dog, Toto, too!'
I don't even have a little dog, Toto"

Such predicaments, I must forge ahead!
To dream the impossible dream
Walking down the road one day, doo-dah, doo-dah
I must find the truth of life
I said, "But you know, kids, I can handle a big, green, glow-in-the-dark house
up on the hill, I can handle a darn forest, I can handle the little old lady
But that's a very strange road you're sending me down!
I've seen yellow stripes in the middle of a road before, but kids, uh, never quite that wide!"
All right, tighten your shorts pilgrim, and sing like da Duke

Follow the yellow brick road (Come on)
Follow the yellow brick road (Everybody sing)
Follow, follow, follow, follow
Follow the yellow brick road
If ever a wonderful wiz there was
The Wizard of Oz is one because
Because, because, because, because, because
Because of the wonderful things he does!
La-la-la-la-la-la-la, ha-ha!
We're off to see the wizard
The wonderful Wizard of Oz!

Wellllll, I got a little bit tired of
Walking down the road one day, doo-dah, doo-dah
I got a little bit tired of walking down this old blinding yellow road
So pulled my little tired old body off to a little rest area
And lo and behold there's a little field of little red flowers out there
And they, heh, smelled so good 
Whoa
I was gettin' pretty tired and they smelled so good, and I
Figured, well, I'll just stretch out in this little field of

Poppies! Poppies! Poppies! Poppies!
(Cough)
Hey, what a strange dream, man!
The little flowers, they smell awfully good, and I was pretty tired
The old wizard's just gonna have to wait, man, because I'm just gonna
Stretch out again in the little field of

Poppies! Poppies! Poppies!
Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!
Dorothy! Dorothy! Dorothy!
(Snifffffff)
Dorothy! Dorothy! Dorothy!
....confidence in herself, man
Along came this old man in a green El Dorado II, screeched to a halt
A little short man with a big red nose
Toking a bottle of Yukon Jack
Strolled up to me and said, "Hey, son"
I said, "Old man, don't bother me 
Poppies, mmmmmmmmm!"
He said, "T-Bone!"
I said, "Wait a minute, this old man knows my name, he must be The Wizard!"

He must be the Wizard
The Wizard of Oz
Why have you come to haunt me?
Oh, Wizard of Oz

I said, "Oh, Wizard, old wise one, I have been on a quest
To dream the impossible dream
Walking down the road one day, doo-dah, doo-dah
And I met these little people
We are the lollipop kids, the lollipop kids, the lollipop kids
Follow the yellow brick road
Follow, follow, follow
I got tired
Poppies! Poppies!
Little old man, I've been through hell!"
He said, "Hey, son, slow down, relax"
I said, "But, wizard, old wise one, I have come so far to find the truth of life!"
He says, "Hey, son, slow down, relax"
He said, "To tell you the truth, son..."
I said, "Wizard, that's what I've come to find is the truth"
He said, "No, no, no, son, you've got me all wrong 
Heh heh
To tell you the truth, son...uh...how can I tell you this? 
Uh...
I've been in this field of poppies a long time myself, and I've come to find, son 
that the only truth in life is right here in this bottle"
I said, "Wizard!"
He said, "No, truly, son 
In fact, I'd rather have this bottle in front of me than A Frontal Lobotomy!"
How profound, Wizard!

Some girl with psychic power, she said, "T-Bone, what's your sign?"
I blink and answer, "Neon!" I thought I'd blow her mind
She's reading Moby Dick by some fruitcake named Herman
She's chomping on a knockwurst, was the duchess really German?
You ask so many questions, what answers should I choose?
Is this really Butte, Montana, or just existential blues?

Really Butte, Montana?
Is this Plato's heebie-jeebies?
Is this schizoid paranoia?

(Star Trek-like sound effects)

La-la-la-la-la-la-la, existential blu-uu-uuuuu-ues!

I'm So Worried
Composer(s): Terry Jones
Performer(s): Monty Python



I'm so worried about what's happening today in the Middle East, you know
And I'm so worried about the baggage retrieval system they've got at Heathrow

I'm so worried about the fashions today 
I don't think they're good for your feet
And I'm so worried about the shows on TV that sometimes they want to repeat

I'm so worried about what's happening today, you know
And I'm worried about the baggage retrieval system they've got at Heathrow

I'm so worried about my hair falling out and the state of the world today
And I'm so worried about being so full of doubt about everything, anyway

I'm so worried about modern technology
I'm so worried about all the things that they dump in the sea
I'm so worried about it 
Worried about it 
Worried 
Worried 
Worried

I'm so worried about everything that can go wrong
I'm so worried about whether people like this song
I'm so worried about this very next verse 
It isn't the best that I've got
And I'm so worried about whether I should go on, or whether I shouldn't just stop

I'm worried about whether I ought to have stopped
And I'm worried because it's the sort of thing I ought to know
And I'm so worried about the baggage retrieval system they've got at Heathrow

I'm so worried about whether I should have stopped then
I'm so worried that I'm driving everyone 'round the bend
I'm worried about the baggage retrieval system they've got at Heathrow

Exilio En Paris
Composer(s): Miguel Mateos
Performer(s): Miguel Mateos



(Va a París)
Estoy de vuelta, estoy aquí
vos sabés bien porque me tuve que ir
Oh! nena
Sentía miedo, no se porqué
si trabajaba el día para vivir
Quizás con tiempo lo podrás entender
le di mi amor al cartero
fue difícil, mujer ser argentino en París
esperando tener noticias para volver
exilio, auxilio
Aaaahhh!!!

Una llamada, un coche gris
una historieta de terror, que se acaba
Oh! nena
seis años duros de facultad
y terminar como taxista siendo físico nuclear
Oh! no

Te espero a eso de las 6 junto al río
con la manzana mordida
y la tonta expresión
de un perro sin dueño, recordando su amor
mientras Buenos Aires se divierte
se divierte, no, no

Estoy de vuelta (exilio)
estoy aquí (auxilio)
no quiero volver a ser
un argentino en París

Estoy de vuelta (exilio)
estoy aquí (auxilio)
no quiero volver a ser
un argentino en París

No tengo miedo (exilio)
no se porque (auxilio)
no quiero volver a ser
un argentino en París

I'm So Tired
Composer(s): John Lennon; Paul McCartney
First release by: The Beatles - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists



I'm so tired, I haven't slept a wink
I'm so tired, my mind is on the blink
I wonder should I get up and fix myself a drink
No, no, no

I'm so tired I don't know what to do
I'm so tired my mind is set on you
I wonder should I call you but I know what you'd do

You'd say I'm putting you on 
But it's no joke, it's doing me harm
You know I can't sleep, I can't stop my brain
You know it's three weeks, I'm going insane
You know I'd give you everything I've got 
for a little peace of mind

I'm so tired, I'm feeling so upset
Although I'm so tired I'll have another cigarette 
And curse Sir Walter Raleigh
He was such a stupid get

Exil
Composer(s): Bernard Lavilliers; Guillaume Rossel
Performer(s): Bernard Lavilliers



Elle m'appelle et me fascine
Elle a laissé très loin ses îles
La mer
Grandes marées et grands naufrages
C'est une idée du fond des âges
La mer
Elle est la voix des trépassés
Sur les brisants la nuit tombée
La mer
Elle rassure ou elle fait peur
Elle est de toutes les couleurs
La mer

Quand je déroule sur sa plage
Mon corps fatigué de sauvage
La mer
Elle me raconte qu'avant moi
D'autres hommes ont perdu la voix
Sur terre
J'écoute sa voix son tempo
Et les sirènes des cargos
Dans l'air
Ces quelques mots pour Atlantide
A l'heure où la vie est liquide
Amère

Partir écouter le silence
Loin du monde et de l'arrogance
La mer
On va, fuyant, inaccessible
Très loin des foules inutiles
La mer
Avec ce charme contagieux
Qui convient aux aventureux
Très fiers
Tu ne te répètes jamais
Et c'est pour ça que tu me plais
La mer

Quand vous recevrez cette lettre
Je serai sûrement très loin
En mer
Alors, que l'écho de mon chant
Vienne sur vous en dérivant
Dans l'air
Mes amis, prenez en cadeau
Les belles des bars à tango
De Buenos Aires
Et s'il y a un trésor caché
Il est moins beau que l'Amitié
Mes frères

Quand vous recevrez cette lettre
Je serai sûrement très loin
En mer

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