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  • 26-06-1984
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    It's In His Kiss
    (French Version: Shoop Shoop ... Va L'embrasser)
    Composer(s): Rudy Clarke - 1964
    First release by: Merry Clayton - 1963
    Covered by multiple other artists



    Does he love me; I wanna know
    how can I tell if he loves me so?
    Is it in his eyes?
    Oh no you need to see
    is it in his eyes?
    Oh no hell make believe

    if you wanna know if he loves you so
    it's in his kiss
    that's where it is oh yeah

    or is it in his face?
    It's just a show
    in his warm embrace?
    Oh no that's just his arms
    {likewise with the shoop shoop}
    if you wanna know if he loves you so
    it's in his kiss
    that's where it is

    oh oh oh hug him and squeeze him tight
    find out what you wanna know
    if it's love, if it really is
    it's there in his kiss

    how bout the way he acts?
    Oh no that's not the way
    and you're not listening to all I say
    {likewise with the shoop shoop}
    if you wanna know if he loves you so
    it's in his kiss
    that's where it is
    oh oh oh it's in his kiss that's where it is

    repeat the last 2 verses



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    Christmas Present Composer(s): Rick Braun - Nick Lane Performer(s): Rick Braun



    Christmas present, Christmas tree
    Children's eyes are wide to see
    Santa's present 'neath the tree
    All day asked for on his knee

    Christmas present, Christmas past
    From the presents, which one's last
    Christmas future sure to be
    Looking underneath the tree

    For the present, look high, not low
    Christmas was a gift itself many years ago
    Christmas presents at the start
    Was a gift from someone's heart

    Christ is Christmas, that day is His
    That's what Christmas presents is



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    25-06-1984
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    It's Impossible
    (Adapted from: Somos Novios - 1970)
    Composer(s): Sid Wayne; Armando Manzanero
    Performer(s): Perry Como - 1970
    and multiple other artists



    It's impossible to tell the sun to leave the sky
    It's just impossible
    It's impossible to ask a baby not to cry
    It's just impossible
    Can I hold you closer to me
    And not feel you going through me
    But the second that I never think of you
    Oh, how impossible

    Can the ocean keep from rushing to the shore
    It's just impossible
    If I had you could I ever ask for more
    It's just impossible
    And tomorrow, should you ask me for the world
    Somehow I'd get it, I would sell my very soul
    And not regret it for to live without your love
    Is just impossible

    Can the ocean keep from rushing to the shore
    It's just impossible
    If I had you could I ever ask for more
    It's just impossible
    And tomorrow, should you ask me for the world
    Somehow I'd get it, I would sell my very soul
    And not regret it for to live without your love
    Is just impossible
    Oh impossible
    Impossible
    Impossible



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    Christmas Present
    Composer(s): Sydney Robin
    Performer(s): Doris Day; Don Vappie



    Boxes stacked up to the ceiling
    All wrapped up in Christmas feeling
    Golden bells caress the mistletoe
    The colors glow-red, silver, green and blue
    And this I know this rainbow came from you trimmed with dew
    Tho my heart is overflowing
    Loving all the love you're showing
    What I'd value most would be your call
    To tell me when you'll be home in my arms again
    The loveliest Christmas present of them all
    What I'd value most would be your call
    To tell me when you'll be home in my arms again
    The loveliest Christmas present of them all



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    24-06-1984
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    It's Harry I'm Planning To Marry
    Composer(s): Sammy Fain; Paul Francis Webster
    Performer(s): Gale Robbins
    and multiple other artists



    When you turn to the subject of Harry
    That's a horse from a different safari
    He can box like a fox, he's as dumb as an ox
    But it's Harry I'm planning to marry

    (Yes, it's Harry she's plannin' to marry)

    My heart's twined around his suspenders
    He's the one that I truly adore
    I'm numb, I succumb when he renders
    The face on the bar room floor

    When he flexes his muscles, I flutter
    Like a butterfly caught in a shutter
    When he calls me his mate
    I just disintegrate

    Since the world first began (Since the world first began)
    Never been such a man (Never been such a man)
    Who could love like he can
    So it's Harry I'm planning to marry!



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    Christmas Past, Present And Future Composer(s): Al Kasha - Ron Dante - Paul "Limey" Murray Performer(s): Ashlee Simpson



    I'll be your girl - of Christmas Past
    I'll be your girl - of Christmas Present
    I'll be your girl - for Christmas Future
    'Cause you make me wanna say
    Back when we were ten, we were the best of friends
    But who knew back then, that this love would never end?
    It was Christmas Day, now I heard you say
    That we'd be together, and we'd take it all the way
    Now that we are grown, I never feel alone
    On this Christmas Eve, by your side I wanna be
    Snow is falling down, cheer is all around
    Makes me wanna say, I will be right here
    I'll be your Christmas past, present and future, baby
    Your yesterday, everyday, tomorrow too
    I'll be your Christmas past, present and future, baby
    I will be right here
    (I'm gonna be there for you)
    My heartg goes jing-a-ling, each time those sleigh bells ring
    We'll forever be together, you're my everything
    I know that this is real, I like the way it feels
    When we're hangin' by the fireside, cuddling
    Under the mistletoe, I'll show you what I know
    You'll be my present, baby, and I'll never let you go
    'Cause at this Christmastime, so gla that you are mine
    Makes me wanna say, I will be right here
    I'll be your Christmas past, present and future, baby
    Your yesterday, everyday, tomorrow too
    I'll be your Christmas past, present and future, baby
    I will be right here
    (You know I'm gonna be here)
    Not just a Christmas thing
    Year 'round, the joy you bring
    It just makes my heart sing
    When I'm with you
    So at this Christmastime
    With your lips kissing mine
    I'm gonna celebrate
    This love we share
    I'll be your Christmas past, present and future, baby
    Your yesterday, everyday, tomorrow too
    I'll be your Christmas past, present and future, baby
    I will be right here
    I'll be your Christmas past, present and future, baby
    Your yesterday, everyday, tomorrow too
    I'll be your Christmas past, present and future, baby
    I will be right here
    I will be right here



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    23-06-1984
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    It's Hard To Kiss The Lips At Night That Chew Your Ass Out All Day Long
    Composer(s): Rodney Crowell; Vince Gill
    Performer(s): The Notorious Cherry Bombs



    She used to call me baby
    I thought she was such a lady
    But my, how things have changed
    Since times moved on

    I gave her my last dollar
    And now all she'll do is holler
    Oh, my life has become
    A country song

    I've learned she can resist me
    By the way she always disses me
    And comes to bed at night
    With that cold cream on

    Sometimes I might feel frisky
    But these days it's just too risky

    It's hard to kiss the lips at night
    That chew your ass out all day long
    All day long
    It goes on and on

    If a tree fell in the forest, she didn't hear it
    Would I still be wrong?
    I guess I should admit it
    She ain't never gonna quit it

    It's hard to kiss the lips at night
    That chew your ass out all day long

    Man I remember when her eyes
    Used to be so blue and shiny
    God you oughta see
    What's happened to her hiney
    (Her what?) her hiney

    Man that thing is big enough
    To land a small plane on
    (Small plane?) I'm tellin' ya
    I used to roll her in the clover (Mmm, hmm)
    But thank God those days are over (Halleluiah!)

    It's hard to kiss the lips at night
    That chew your ass out all day long
    All day long
    She goes all day long

    If some day they drop the big one
    I'd say sweet Jesus
    She's gonna finally leave me alone

    It's alright if we say it
    'Cause the radio won't play it

    It's hard to kiss the lips at night
    That chew your ass out all day long
    It's hard to kiss the lips at night
    That chew your ass out all day long...



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    Christmas Night In Harlem Composer(s): Mitchell Parish - Raymond Scott Performer(s): Jack Teagarden & Johnny Mercer and multiple other artists



    (Jack) Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Glory Halle...
    (Johnny) What's all that noise?
    (Jack) Hallelujah!
    (Johnny) Don't give up with that now
    (Jack) Glory Halle...
    (Johnny) Who's that over in the corner?
    (Jack) Hallelujah!
    (Johnny) I believe that's Mr. Teagarden
    Hey what you doin' up there, Man?
    Last time I saw you you were sayin' fare thee well to Harlem
    (Jack) I done bin wise g'wine an' I ain't g'wine there n'more
    (Johnny) You sho' come back the right time it's Christmas up here
    (Jack) What d'ya mean up here, it's Christmas ev'rywhere
    (Johnny) Yeah, but it ain't all Christmas like it's Christmas in Harlem
    (Jack) No?
    (Johnny) Ev'ry gal struttin' with her beau
    Through the streets covered white with snow
    Happy smiles er'ywhere you go
    Christmas night in Harlem
    (Jack) Black and tans feelin' mighty good
    In that old coloured neighbourhood
    Here and now be it understood
    Christmas night in Harlem
    (Johnny) Ev'ryone is gonna sit up
    Until after three
    Ev'ryone will be all lit up
    Like a Christmas tree
    (Jack) Come on now ev'ry coal black Joe
    You just lead me t'the mistletoe
    With a kiss and a hi-de-ho
    Christmas night in Harlem
    (Johnny) Hee Hee, man, Dog, what'd Santa Claus leave in your stockin'?
    (Jack) Let me see, there's an orange, a jar of Kink-Out and Man, look at this slide trombone
    (Johnny) Yeah, but it might not sound so pretty, let me hear you tune it
    (Jack) Mr Mercer, I'm glad to be
    Back in this festivity
    (Johnny) Ah, you said it Mr T
    It's Christmas night in Harlem
    (Jack) Well it's Christmas night in Harlem
    Man, you drew the pitful



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    22-06-1984
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    It's Hard To Be Humble
    Composer(s): MacDavis
    Performer(s): MacDavis



    Oh Lord it's hard to be humble
    When you're perfect in every way
    I can't wait to look in the mirror
    'cause I get better looking each day
    To know me is to love me
    I must be a hell of a man
    Oh Lord it's hard to be humble
    But I'm doing the best that I can

    I used to have a girlfriend
    But I guess she just couldn't compete
    With all of these love-starved women
    Who keep clamouring at my feet
    Well, I probably could find me another
    But I guess they're all in awe of me
    Who cares--I never get lonesome
    'cause I treasure my own company

    Oh Lord it's hard to be humble
    When you're perfect in every way
    I can't wait to look in the mirror
    'cause I get better looking each day
    To know me is to love me
    I must be a hell of a man
    Oh Lord it's hard to be humble
    But I'm doing the best that I can

    I guess you could say I'm a loner
    A cowboy outlaw tough and proud
    Oh I could have lots of friends if I want 'em
    But then I wouldn't stand out in a crowd
    Some folks say that I'm egotistical
    Hell, I don't even know what that means
    But I think it has something to do with the way
    That I fill out my skin-tight blue-jeans

    Oh Lord it's hard to be humble
    When you're perfect in every way
    I can't wait to look in the mirror
    'cause I get better looking each day
    To know me is to love me
    I must be a hell of a man
    Oh Lord it's hard to be humble
    But I'm doing the best that I can



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    Christmas Memories
    Composer(s): Joey Miskulin
    Performer(s): Frankie Yankovic



    Hello, this is 'Weird Al' Yankovic
    You know, some of my favorite memories
    are those of Christmastime
    I still remember when I was a little boy, just waiting for the big day
    Mom would be cooking up a mess of boysenberry
    and tunafish burritos for our big Christmas dinner
    and dad would be decorating the tree with little bits of Spam
    And then, the big day would finally arrive
    I'd stay up all night and wait for Santa
    a-a-and when he finally showed up
    we'd all hold his hands down in the waffle maker
    until he promised to give us everything we wanted
    Ah, yeah, those were the days
    Well, Merry Christmas everybody, and, let's do lunch



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    21-06-1984
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    It's Hard To Be A Saint In The City
    Composer(s): Bruce Springsteen
    First release by: Bruce Springsteen - 1973



    I had skin like leather and the diamond-hard look of a cobra
    I was born blue and weathered but I burst just like a supernova
    I could walk like Brando right into the sun, then dance just like a Casanova
    With my blackjack and jacket and hair slicked sweet
    Silver star studs on my duds, just like a Harley in heat
    When I strut down the street, I could feel its heart beat
    The sisters fell back and said, "Don't that man look pretty"
    The cripple on the corner cried out, "Nickels for your pity"
    Them gasoline boys downtown sure talk gritty
    It's so hard to be a saint in the city

    I was the king of the alley, Mama, I could talk some trash
    I was the prince of the paupers, crowned downtown at the beggar's bash
    I was the pimp's main prophet, I kept everything cool
    Just a backstreet gambler with the luck to lose
    And when the heat came down it was left on the ground
    The devil appeared like Jesus through the steam in the street
    Showin' me a hand I knew even the cops couldn't beat
    I felt his hot breath on my neck as I dove into the heat
    It's so hard to be a saint when you're just a boy out on the street

    And the sages of the subway sit just like the living dead
    As the tracks clack out the rhythm, their eyes fixed straight ahead
    They ride the line of balance and hold on by just a thread
    But it's too hot in these tunnels, you can get hit up by the heat
    You get up to get out at your next stop, but they push you back in your seat
    Your heart starts beatin' faster as you struggle to your feet
    Then you're outa that hole and back up on the street

    And them South Side sisters sure look pretty
    The cripple on the corner cries out, "Nickels for your pity"
    And them downtown boys sure talk gritty
    It's so hard to be a saint in the city



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    Christmas Memories
    Composer(s): Alan Bergman - Marilyn Bergman - Don Costa
    Performer(s): Frank Sinatra
    and multiple other artists



    Singing carols, stringing popcorn
    Making footprints in the snow
    Memories, Christmas memories
    They're the sweetest ones I know

    Cookies baking in the kitchen
    Carols in rhythm everywhere
    Precious, Christmas memories
    Float like snowflakes in the air

    Oh the joy of waking Christmas morning
    The family 'round the tree
    We had a way of making Christmas morning
    As merry as can be

    I close my eyes and see shining faces
    Of all the children who now have children of their own
    Funny, but comes December
    And I remember every Christmas I've known



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    20-06-1984
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    It's Happening To You
    Composer(s): John Prine; John Burns
    Performer(s): John Prine; Chris Hillman



    Well it's the same old song
    Boy meets girl
    And girl meets boy
    They carry on
    They close their eyes
    And kiss until the world is gone
    Oh yes it's true
    It's happening to you

    You know what they say
    They pledge their love forever
    Then they add a day
    They hold their hands so tight
    In the fear
    That one might stray
    Oh yes it's true
    It's happening to you

    I loved her
    She loved me too
    We had a lot of love
    Now it's all through

    And for a while
    Their hearts beat one
    As they match each other
    Smile for smile
    They dance away the night
    As they praise
    The others style
    Oh yes it's true
    It's happening to you



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Christmas Memories (Alabama)
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    Christmas Memories Composer(s): Randy Albright - John Greenebaum - Becky Hobbs Performer(s): Alabama; Groovegrass Boyz; Eddie Kamae



    There's a blanket of snow coverin' up the old road
    To the house where I was raised
    Through the window I see the lights on the tree
    And a glow from the old fireplace
    Though it all looks the same, so much has changed
    From the way it used to be

    Christmas memories of happy years gone by
    They come back to me and keep me warm inside
    Still those memories make me cry

    Now the stockings are filled, the oldhouse is still
    And the kids are dreamin' away
    There's that old easy chair, me and Daddy sat there
    Waiting for Santa's sleigh
    Now Daddy's gone, but we'll carry on
    'Cause the little ones still need

    Christmas memories of happy years gone by
    They come back to me and keep me warm inside
    Still those Christmas memories
    Oh, they mean so much to me
    Woh, those Christmas memories make me cry



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    19-06-1984
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    It's Happened To Me
    Composer(s): Les Chadwick; Gerry Marsden
    Performer(s): Gerry & The Pacemakers



    People tell you that you can't find love
    Or you'll never find your turtle dove
    Don't believe a word of what they say
    'Cause when I met you, my love
    I knew, I knew it had happened to me
    It's happened to me

    You can tell by the way I walk
    Or even tell it when I talk
    & I'm so proud it's plain to see
    'Cause when I met you, my love
    I knew, I knew it had happened to me
    It's happened to me

    I don't mind telling everyone
    I'm proud to say you're my only one

    (x2):
    So if they you that you can't find love
    Or you'll never find your turtle dove
    Don't believe a word of what they say
    'Cause when I met you, my love
    I knew, I knew it had happened to me
    It's happened to me
    It's happened to me



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    Christmas Man Blues
    Composer(s): Rev. Thomas A. Dorsey
    Performer(s): Bertha "Chippie" Hill



    Won't somebody have mercy on poor me?
    Won't somebody have mercy on poor me?
    I ain't got nobody to trim my Christmas tree

    Santa Claus is comin', my stockings hangin' on the wall
    Santa Claus is comin', my stockings hangin' on the wall
    If you can't bring me a man, don't bring nothing at all

    Santa oh Santa, bring me a full-grown man
    Santa oh Santa, bring me a full-grown man
    If you ain't got a good one, Santa do the best you can

    You find me weepin', everybody hear the news
    You find me weepin', everybody hear the news
    Bring me a man to cure these Christmas blues



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    18-06-1984
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    It's Great To Be Alive
    Composer(s): Johnny Mercer; Robert Emmett Dolan
    Performer(s): Jo Stafford



    It's great to be alive
    To work from nine to five
    To have a piece of land to farm

    It's great to be alive
    To have a car to drive
    And have your baby on your arm

    In spite of bills
    And other minor ills
    Somehow we manage to survive

    It's great to be in love
    To have a roof above
    And watch the little ones around

    Your own descendant
    Deductable dependents
    It's great to be alive

    It's great to be alive
    (It's great to be here and kickin')
    To work from nine to five
    (To hear an alarm clock tickin')
    And have a piece of land to farm
    (It's really a kick to cultivate chickens on a little ol' farm)

    It's great to be alive
    (It's up to work and strivin')
    To have a car to drive
    (Then take your girl to a drive-in)
    And swing your baby on your arm
    (To know that at five you're really arrivin', she'll be holding your arm)

    In spite of bills
    (Even though the bills just pile up by the million)
    And other minor ills
    (We manage to find the proper pills)
    Somehow me manage to survive
    (To lose the little ills, straight, that really is great)

    It's great to be alive
    (That girl to love you)
    To have a roof above
    (That roof above you
    To watch the little ones arrive)
    (Especially with the little ones arrivin' and all that jive)

    Your own descendants
    (Your descendants)
    Deductable dependents
    (In attendance)

    It's great, it's great to be alive
    We're livin', thanksgivin'
    It's great to be alive



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. The Bailiff's Daughter Of Islington

    The Bailiff's Daughter Of Islington
    (Traditional)



    There was a youth, and a well belov'd youth
    And he was a esquire's son
    He loved the bailiff's daughter dear
    That lived in Islington

    She was coy, and she would not believe
    That he did love her so
    No, nor at any time she would
    Any countenance to him show

    But when his friends did understand
    His fond and foolish mind
    They sent him up to fair London
    An apprentice for to bind

    And when he had been seven long years
    And his love he had not seen
    Many a tear have I shed for her sake
    When she little thought of me

    All the maids of Islington
    Went forth to sport and play
    All but the bailiff's daughter dear
    She secretly stole away

    She put off her gown of gray
    And put on her puggish attire
    She's up to fair London gone
    Her true-love to require

    As she went along the road
    The weather being hot and dry
    There was she aware of her true-love
    At length come riding by

    She stept to him, as red as any rose
    And took him by the bridle ring
    "I pray you, kind sir, give me one penny
    To ease my weary limb"

    "I prithee, sweetheart, canst thou tell me
    Where that thou wast born?"
    "At Islington, kind sir," said she
    "where I have had many a scorn"

    "I prithee, sweetheart, canst thou tell me
    Whether thou dost know
    The bailiff's daughter of Islington?"
    "She's dead, sir, long ago"

    "Then will I sell my goodly steed
    My saddle and my bow
    I will into some far country
    Where no man doth me know"

    "O stay, O stay, thou goodly youth!
    She's alive, she is not dead
    Here she standeth by thy side
    And is ready to be thy bride"



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    17-06-1984
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    It's Good To Be The King
    Composer(s): Mel Brooks; Pete Wingfield
    First performance: Mel Brooks - 1981



    Now get down people
    And listen to me
    Gonna tell you how I made history
    You can call me Louis
    I'm the king of France
    Check out my story
    While you do your dance
    Now it's seventeen hundred and eighty nine
    The peasants were starving
    But I was fine
    We were hanging out
    Down in old Versailles
    That's the weekend pad of my queen and I
    In the alleys of Paris
    They was eating rats
    But it was fillet mignon
    For the aristocrats
    There was Dukes and Counts and
    Barons and Earls
    I gave them the title
    But I kept the girl
    Blond, redhead, wild, brunette
    Ladies in wait
    I didn't wait to get
    There was truffles for breakfast
    Toast for brunch
    The lion of the folley's version for lunch...

    Ooh yes it's good to be the king
    Ooh la la
    Gee but it's good to be the king

    Say it girls

    You can be sure about one thing
    Ooh la la
    Mais oui, it's good to be the king

    It's good to be the king

    Well the palace was rocking
    And we were doing it good
    When we heard there was some trouble
    In the neighborhood
    I wasn't too worried
    No big deal
    We step out of line
    Jack, you're near the Bastille
    The party kept spinning
    All day an dall night
    The champagne was flowing
    We were feeling all right
    They were screaming for breath
    Things started to shake
    But Marie Antoinette said,
    "We'll let 'em eat cake."
    Now the rapper wouldn't have it
    They was angry and beat
    They built a big old razor
    Called the Guillotine
    Then the people all shouted
    We'll have all day
    Down with dirty war
    Give us Perrier
    I said that in the war things might get screwy
    But they'd never lay a finger
    On good king Louis
    Just keep your cool
    Don't fret, don't freak
    Say hey
    Say what
    Say magnifico

    Ooh yes it's good to be the king
    Ooh la la
    Gee but it's good to be the king

    Your fantasy is my reality

    You can be sure about one thing
    Ooh la la
    Mais oui, it's good to be the king

    It's good to be the king

    Night and day
    Vous, vous voulez

    Well they broke down the gate
    In one massive assault
    And the party came to a grinding halt
    They took the midgets and the freakies
    With the girls in tote
    And a voice said
    Louis, it's time to go
    They put my neck on the block
    They took off my wig
    And it occured to me
    This was the end of the gig
    They asked me did I have any
    Last words to say
    Well I raised my head
    And I hollered hey

    Ooh yes it's good to be the king
    Ooh la la
    Gee but it's good to be the king

    Well c'est la vie
    Make that one more

    You can be sure about one thing
    Ooh la la
    Mais oui, it's good to be the king

    It's good to be the king

    Bonjour
    Ooh la la
    Ooh yes, it's good to be the king

    Well it was good while it lasted



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    Christmas Letter
    Performer(s): Sonny James



    When it's Christmas time in heaven
    Do the angels trim the tree?
    And if angels sing Christmas carols
    Please ask them, sing one for me

    Folks, I'm a tired old postman
    Then Christmas eve is here
    And I guess I've been kind of grumpy
    'Cause the load's been mighty heavy this year

    But this morning I picked up a letter
    Written in childish scrawl
    It said "to my daddy in heaven"
    With no return address at all

    "Dear daddy" I read
    "I miss you so much tonight
    Christmas eve is near
    Always before this at Christmas
    You been living down here
    The carols we sang together at night by the open fire
    Are you singing them tonight, daddy
    To all the kids up there?
    I couldn't buy you presents
    So I'm lighting a Christmas candle tonight
    And I hope when you read my letter
    That you look down and see the light
    I'll close for now
    'Cause I'm crying and I can't see to write
    But don't grieve, they're happy tears, daddy
    Still I'll miss you, tomorrow on Christmas eve"

    When it's Christmas time in heaven
    Do the angels trim the tree?
    And if angels sing Christmas carols
    Please ask them, sing one for me

    I folded the letter and put it away
    While I brushed aside a tear
    Somehow I knew for certain
    That there'd been a daddy to hear

    'Cause all at once in the distant south
    I saw a shining white light
    And from far, far away were voices like bells
    A great choir sang silent night

    When it's Christmas time in heaven
    Do the angels trim the tree?
    And if angels sing Christmas carols
    Please ask them, sing one for me



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