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  • 10-04-1989
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    Snapshot
    Composer(s): Kye Fleming
    Performer(s): Sylvia



    I found a cigarette, circled with lipstick
    And the lingering of perfume in the room
    The look on his face, was priceless
    I don't think he expected me so soon
    I'm sure he's got, an innocent excuse

    Except for the snapshot
    He doesn't know I've got (I've got! Uh-huh!)
    He almost pulled off the perfect lover's crime!
    Except for the snapshot
    That puts me on top (On top! Uh-huh!)
    He think he's got one on me
    But he hasn't seen, the snapshot

    He says he bought the new car strictly for business
    And the new clothes match the new smile on his face
    The extra key on his chain, must be to the office
    Poor baby, leaving early, staying late
    He's got an alibi, for every move he makes

    Except for the snapshot
    He doesn't know I've got (I've got! Uh-huh!)
    He almost pulled off the perfect lover's crime!
    Except for the snapshot
    That puts me on top (On top! Uh-huh!)
    He thinks he's got one on me
    But he hasn't seen, the snapshot

    When he comes home tonight
    It'll be his surprise
    I had it blown up, life size! (Life size!)
    I'm not quite as foolish, as you thought I'd be
    I took everything

    Including the snapshot
    He don't know I've got (I've got! Uh-huh!)
    He almost pulled off the perfect lover's crime!
    Except for the snapshot
    That puts me on top (On top! Uh-huh!)
    He thinks he's got one on me
    But he hasn't seen the snapshot

    Except for the snapshot
    He don't know I've got (I've got! Uh-huh!)
    He almost pulled off the perfect lover's crime!
    Except for the snapshot
    That puts me on top (On top! Uh-huh!)
    He thinks he's got one on me
    But wait 'til he sees the snapshot!



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    Polichinelle
    Composer(s): Charles Dumont; Jacques Plante
    Performer(s): Edith Piaf; Ute Lemper



    Tire les ficelles
    Tire les ficelles
    Ton polichinelle
    Te tendras les bras
    Tourne la baguette
    Et ta marionnette
    Penchera la tête
    Et te sourira
    Tant que tes doigts lestes
    Commandent mes gestes
    Tu te fous du reste
    Ça ne compte pas
    Tire les ficelles
    Et Polichinelle
    Aussitôt, fera
    Ce que tu voudras

    Tire les ficelles
    Tire les ficelles
    Ton polichinelle
    Fera mille tours
    Te dira "Je t'aime"
    Cachera ses peines
    Cachera sa haine
    Sous les mots d'amour
    J'irai dans le monde
    Pour que toi, dans l'ombre
    Tu aies le triomphe
    Auquel tu as droit
    Ton polichinelle
    Fera tant de zèle
    Que, dès qu'on nous verra
    On t'applaudira

    Sais-tu seulement
    Si j'ai un cœur?
    Sais-tu seulement
    Si j'ai une âme?
    C'est pas prévu dans ton programme
    De prestidigitateur

    Tire les ficelles
    Tire les ficelles
    De Polichinelle
    Mais prends garde à toi
    Car il est possible
    Que je me délivre
    Des fils invisibles
    Qui m'attachent à toi
    En brisant le charme
    Je retrouve une âme
    Je redeviens femme
    Je redeviens moi...
    Faut que t'en profites
    On se lasse vite
    Et le jour viendra
    Où ça cassera...
    Où ça cassera...
    Où ça cassera...



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    09-04-1989
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    Swiss Lady
    Composer(s): Peter Reber
    First performance by: Pepe Lienhard Band - 1977



    Sie war ziemlich schlank
    sie war gertenschlank
    und manchmal nahm er sie aus seinem Schrank

    dann machte er Musik und legte zärtlich die Hand um sie
    Er spielte Rock'n'Roll
    er spielte Dixieland
    und war bekannt als die "One-man-mountain Band"
    Er sagte: "Durch sie allein ist die Welt voll Musik
    sie gibt mir alles und vergiát mich nie"

    Sie ist meine Swiss Lady
    und ich ein Mann aus den Bergen

    und wer sie einmal gehört hat
    der kann mich sicher versteh'n
    Ja
    sie ist meine Swiss Lady
    und ich ein Mann aus den Bergen

    und wer sie einmal gehört hat
    weiá

    nur ein Alphorn klingt so schön

    Jahu
    duhu
    jahu
    duhu
    jahu Swiss Lady
    Jahu Swiss Lady
    jahu

    Wenn er nach Hause kam
    nahm er sie in den Arm

    wo er sie liebevoll auseinandernahm

    doch vorher spielte er nochmal im Dixiestil
    Und sind in tiefer Nacht die Leute aufgewacht
    und haben sich beschwert
    dann hat er nur gelacht
    Er sagte: "lch lad' euch ein
    und wir feiern ein Fest

    weil meine Lady noch nicht schlafen will"
    Sie ist meine Swiss Lady
    und ich ein Mann aus den Bergen

    Jahu
    duhu
    jahu
    duhu
    jahu Swiss Lady

    Sie ist meine Swiss Lady
    und ich ein Mann aus den Bergen



    Categorie:Duitse Songs

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    Police On My Back
    Composer(s): Eddy Grant
    Performer(s): Equals;
    and various other artists



    Well, I'm a runnin', police on my back
    I've been hiding, police on my back
    They were shooting, police on my back
    And the victim, well, he won't come back

    I been running Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
    Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday

    Runnin' down the railway track
    Could you help me, police on my back
    They will catch me if I dare drop back
    Come and give me all the speed I had

    I been running Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
    Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday
    What have I done?

    I'm still runnin' down the railway track
    Could you help me, police on my back
    They will catch me if I dare drop back
    Come and give me all the speed I had

    I been running Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
    Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday

    Runnin' down the railway track
    Yes, I'm a runnin', police on my back
    Yes, I'm a runnin', police on my back
    Yes, I'm a runnin', police on my back
    Help!

    Yes, I'm still runnin' down the railway track
    Could you help me, police on my back
    They will catch me if I dare drop back

    I been running Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
    Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday

    Runnin', police on my back
    Yes, I'm a runnin', police on my back
    Yes, I'm a runnin', police on my back
    Yes, I'm a runnin', police on my back
    What have I done?
    Tell me, please, somebody



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    08-04-1989
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    Snap Your Fingers
    Composer(s): Grady Martin; Alex Zanetis
    Performer(s): Joe Henderson



    Snap your fingers, I'll come runnin'
    Back to you-ou on bended knee
    Snap your fingers (doo-doo), I'll come runnin' (doo-doo)
    I'll be true (doo-doo-doo), take a chance on me (doo-doo-doo)

    Let your light turn green, baby, I've gotta know
    Give me some kind of clue, should I stay or go?
    Let me love you like a lover, un-huh, that you used to know
    Turn the key and let me in through that same old door

    (wah-wah-wah-wah)
    I had it but I lost it
    Now I've got a broken heart to mend <"Well, listen">
    I don't care what the cost is
    I know I got to find my way back in

    Snap your fingers, baby, I'll come runnin'
    I'll do anything to get back again

    (wah-wah-wah-wah)

    I had it but I lost it
    Now I've got a broken heart to mend <"But, baby, listen">
    I don't care what the cost is
    I've got to find my way back in

    ("So if you'd just")
    Snap your fingers (doo-doo-doo) I'll come runnin' (doo-doo-doo)
    I'll do anything (doo-doo-doo) to get back again



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    Police & Thieves
    Composer(s): Junior Murvin; Lee Perry
    Performer(s): The Clash



    Police and thieves in the streets
    Oh yeah!
    Scaring the nation with their guns and ammunition
    Police and thieves in the street
    Oh yeah!
    Fighting the nation with their guns and ammunition

    From Genesis to Revelation
    The next generation will be hear me
    From Genesis to Revelation
    The next generation will be hear me

    And all the crowd comes in day by day
    No one stop it in anyway
    And all the peacemaker turn war officer
    Hear what I say

    Vocal ad lib

    Police, police, police and thieves oh yeah
    Police, police, police and thieves oh yeah
    From Genesis oh yeah
    Police, police, police and thieves oh yeah

    Scaring, fighting the nation
    Shooting, shooting their guns and ammunition

    Police, police, police and thieves oh yeah
    Police, police, police and thieves oh yeah
    Here come, here come, here come
    The station is bombed
    Get out get out get out you people
    If you don't wanna get blown up

    Vocal ad lib



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    07-04-1989
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    Snake Man
    Composer(s): Tom Johnston
    Performer(s): The Doobie Brothers



    Well, I'm worried, snake man's on my trail
    oh Lord, I'm worried, snake man's on my trail
    and I only come outside to pick up all the U.S. mail

    A black eagle flies through my backyard
    a black eagle flies through my backyard
    perches on my window, Lord, what a fearsome sight



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Polaroid De La Locura Ordinaria
    Performer(s): Fito Paez



    bajo por el callejón
    en donde estaba el
    después vomito ese ron
    manchando la pared
    el sol le caí bien
    entrando en la avenida
    su vida no era mas su vida
    pero eso estaba okey

    La veo cruzar
    cruzando un bosque
    la veo alejándose de mi

    Sus tetas y sus dos hermanas
    tomaban un café
    me acuerdo de la mañana
    que me mostró su piel
    estabamos en un bar
    y se corto la cara
    vibraba como en un nirvana
    luego se hecho a correr

    La veo cruzar
    cruzando un bosque
    la veo alejándose de mi

    Pasábamos todo el día
    tirados en la cama
    el tiempo maldita daga
    lamiéndonos los pies
    brillaba era una perla
    y nunca hacia nada
    después dijo que me amaba
    y se hundió la gillete
    Sangro, sangro, sangro,
    y se reía como loca
    no he visto luz
    ni fuerza viva tan poderosa
    de todas ellas
    ella fue mi frase mas hermosa
    todo su cuerpo con espinas
    y a mi me siguen las moscas



    Categorie:Latin Songs

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    06-04-1989
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    Portugal No Coração
    First performance by: Os Amigos - 1977



    Portugal foi a razão
    Por que um dia morreu meu irmão
    Mas também é coração
    A bater nesta canção
    Não sei bem de quem eu nasci
    Não descobri nem pai nem mãe
    Só sei que já nasci aqui e foi aqui
    Que eu fui alguém
    Portugal foi a razão
    Por que um dia morreu meu irmão
    Mas também é coração
    A bater nesta canção
    Digo tudo quanto eu sou
    Serei criança ou malmequer?
    Tenho apenas o que eu dou
    Este lugar que ninguém quer
    Neste país onde estou
    Serei tudo quando eu fizer
    Este povo a que me dou
    Não é homem nem mulher
    Portugal é querer dar a mão
    Sermos amigos, termos pão
    Portugal é ter a vontade
    De acabar com a saudade
    Portugal já tem idade
    Para o povo entender liberdade
    Portugal é uma nação
    Onde vive o meu irmão
    Portugal, ai meu amor
    Coração desta minha canção
    Bate, bate coração
    Para termos a vida melhor
    Portugal, ai meu amor
    Coração desta minha canção
    Bate, bate coração
    Para termos a vida melhor
    Portugal, ai meu amor
    Coração desta minha canção
    Bate, bate coração
    Para termos a vida melhor



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    Polar Bear
    Composer(s): Brian May; Tim Staffell
    Performer(s): Queen



    In the bright shop window sits the polar bear
    Makes the children's eyes light up to see him there
    Amongst the tinsel he gives everyone a smile
    To see him as you'd see a star
    Love him from where you are
    He's not for, not for, not for sale
    Past an open window walks the pretty girl
    Does she see me at her feet it's hard to tell
    But if I ask her she might turn her smile away
    To see her as I'd see a star
    Love her from where you are
    She's not for, not for, not for sale
    I guess I'll learn to look
    Without a grasping hand
    Minor contentment wears a smile
    I love her from where I lie
    He's not for, not for, not for sale
    Not for sale



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    05-04-1989
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    Smurferifabriken (aka Rallarpolka Från Västmanland)
    Composer(s): Nils Fläcke; Claes Vogel
    Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog, Christian, Michael B. Tretow



    Svarvarna snurrar och hammarna slår
    Det är kugghjul som rullar, det är skyttlar som går
    Oj, vad det virvlar av plankor och spik
    I vår stora Smuferifabrik

    Där går en smurf som om ingenting hänt
    Och på foten där har han en hink med cement
    Visst kan det ofta bli kalabalik
    I vår stora Smuferifabrik

    Ett, två, tre
    Vår idé
    Den blir nog succé

    Vi ska snickra fällor vi
    Som Gargamell kan trilla i
    Han och hans hatt och hans elaka katt
    Ja då kan dom säkert hålla sig för skratt

    Lata smurfen han står vakt
    Där han släpar runt med ett ynka plank
    Och när ingen annan ser
    Slår han spik med hammar'n upp och ner

    Taljorna gnisslar och sågspånen yr
    Och i smedjan minsann där ligger glöden och pyr
    Kocksmurfen kan koka soppa på spik
    I vår stora Smuferifabrik

    Smurfa dig hitåt med penslar och färg
    Så maskerar vi fällan till skogar och berg
    En burk i taget och ingen panik
    I vår stora Smuferifabrik

    Ett, två, tre
    Vår idé
    Den blir nog succé

    Vi ska snickra fällor vi
    Som Gargamell kan trilla i
    Han och hans hatt och hans elaka katt
    Ja då kan dom säkert hålla sig för skratt

    Ja vi ska snickra fällor vi
    Som Gargamell kan trilla i
    Han och hans hatt och hans elaka katt
    Ja då kan dom säkert hålla sig för skratt



    Categorie:Scand. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Poker
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    Poker
    Composer(s): Charles Aznavour; Pierre Roche
    Performer(s): Charles Aznavour



    Par trois gars de mon quartier
    Je me suis laisser entraîner
    Dans un tripot la semaine dernière
    Dans une salle enfumée
    Nous nous sommes installés
    Autour d'une table de poker
    On a enlevé nos vestons
    Commandé force boissons
    Puis la partie a commencé
    Tell que je vais vous l'expliquer

    On prend les cartes, on brasse les cartes
    On coupe les cartes, on donne les cartes
    C'est merveilleux on va jouer au poker
    On prend ses cartes, on regarde ses cartes
    On s'écrie: - cartes! puis l'on écarte
    J'en jette trois car j'ai déjà une pair
    Quand tout le monde a son jeu
    On se regarde en chiens d'faïence
    On essaie de lire dans les yeux
    Du voisin plein de méfiance
    J'ai pris trois cartes et lui deux cartes
    Vous combien d'cartes? - moi juste une carte
    Ah!..faut se méfier y'a du bluff dans l'air...

    - Je suis blind à toi de parler -
    Dit au second le premier
    Ce dernier s'écrie: - Parole! -
    Le troisième mis' cent francs
    Je dis: - tes cent, plus mille francs -
    Les deux autres s'arrêtent au vol
    Le troisième me dit: - voilà -
    Tes mille francs! qu'est ce que tu as?
    - Trois dames, j'ai gagné je crois
    - Non, dit-il car j'ai trois rois! -

    On prend les cartes, on brasse les cartes
    On coupe les cartes, on donne les cartes
    Je me dis qu'es-tu venu faire dans cette galères?
    On reprend les cartes, on regarde ses cartes
    On s'écrie: - cartes! puis l'on écarte
    Je me dis maintenant va falloir se refair'
    Pendant toute la partie
    Je me faisais des reproches
    Quand se termina la nuit
    Je n'avais plus rien en poche
    Avant que je n'parte, je prend les cartes
    Je déchire les carts
    Je jette les cartes
    Et les piétine avec colère
    Au moment de m'en aller
    J'entend des coups de sifflet
    Une descente de police
    Les inspecteurs du quartier
    Veulent tous nous interroger
    Me voici devant la justice
    Ils me disent: - mon garçon
    Nous sommes bons et te donnons
    Une minute pour t'expliquer -
    Je leur ai dit affolé

    On prend les cartes, on brasse les cartes
    On coupe les cartes, on donne les cartes
    Je n'ai jamais rien eu de meilleur qu'une paire
    On reprend ses cartes, on regarde ses cartes
    On s'écrie: - cartes! et l'on écarte
    Je vois très bien me dit le commissaire
    On va vous emprisonner
    Car du reste je m'en fiche
    Mais on va vous affecter
    Au département des fiches
    On prend les cartes, on regarde les cartes
    On trie les cartes, on range les cartes
    En prison je suis devenu fonctionnaire
    Tout ça parcequ'un jour
    Un bien triste jour
    J'ai voulu jouer au poker



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    04-04-1989
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    Smuggler's Blues
    Composer(s): Glenn Frey; Jack Tempchin
    Performer(s): Glenn Frey; Jack Tempchin



    There's trouble on the street tonight, I can feel it in my bones
    I had a premonition that he should not go alone
    I knew the gun was loaded, but I didn't think he'd kill
    Everything exploded, and the blood began to spill
    So baby, here's your ticket, and the suitcase in your hand
    Here's a little money, now we'll do it just the way we planned
    You be cool for twenty hours, and I'll pay you twenty grand
    I'm sorry it went down like this, but someone had to lose
    It's the nature of the business, it's the smuggler's blues
    The sailors and the pilots, the soldiers and the law
    The payoffs and the ripoffs and the things nobody saw
    Don't matter if it's heroin, cocaine or hash,
    You've got to carry weapons 'cause you always carry cash
    There's lots of shady characters and lots of dirty deals
    Every name's an alias in case somebody squeals
    It's the lure of easy money, it's got a very strong appeal
    Perhaps you'd understand it better standing in my shoes
    It's the ultimate enticement, it's the smuggler's blues

    You see it in the headlines, you hear it every day
    They say they're gonna stop it, but it doesn't go away
    They move it through Miami and sell it in LA
    They hide it up in Telluride, I mean it's here to stay
    It's propping up the governments in Columbia and Peru
    You ask any D.A., man, they'll say there's nothing we can do
    From the office of the president right down to me and you
    Me and you
    It's a losing proposition, but one you can't refuse
    It's the politics of contraband, it's the smuggler's blues



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Pokémon
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    Pokémon
    Composer(s): John Siegler; John Loeffler
    Performer(s): Vicki Sue Robinson



    Pokémon
    The journey's just begun
    Pokémon
    The more the better
    Pokémon
    Team Rocket's on the run
    Pokémon
    We're friends forever

    You've got the power
    Right in your hands
    They'll evolve before your eyes
    A world of magic
    At your command
    You can be a master if you try

    Searching everyday
    Pokémon
    For the answer
    Pokémon
    No time to delay
    Pokémon
    This grand adventure

    We're united, we'll always win
    Together we stand tall
    Unlock the secrets deep within
    Learn to be the greatest of them all



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    03-04-1989
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    Telegram
    Composer(s): Michael Kunze; Silvester Levay
    First performance by: Silver Convention - 1977



    Since you've gone - I'm all alone - Stop
    Just can't make it on my own - Stop
    Operator did you get the line
    Rush a cable for I've got no time -
    Gotta send a Telegram
    Telegram to my Baby
    Yes
    I'm gonna send a
    Telegram
    Telegram
    And then maybe
    He won't keep me yearnin'
    Tonight he'll be on his way
    Tomorrow he'll be here to stay
    Help me
    Ma'am
    I can't wait another day
    Please forgive the things I said - Stop
    Didn't mean to make you sad - Stop
    Operator I'll pay any rate
    If my message will not be too late -
    Gotta send a Telegram

    I was such a fool to let him go
    Too proud to show that I love him so
    Gotta send a Telegram

    Help me Ma'am
    Gotta send a Telegram



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Poissons Morts
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    Poissons Morts
    Composer(s): Étienne Roda-Gil; Julien Clerc
    Performer(s): Julien Clerc



    Poissons morts
    Qui descendez le cours des fleuves
    Poissons morts
    Allez donc dire à mon amour
    Que je cherche pour elle des fleurs
    Que je cherche pour elle des fleurs
    Des fleurs

    Poissons morts
    Bien sûr j'ai franchi la frontière
    Poissons morts
    Les hommes jettent des barrières
    Toujours entre eux et le bonheur
    Et le bonheur
    Poissons morts
    Allez donc dire aux moissonneuses
    Poissons morts
    Que la graisse de mitrailleuse
    N'est pas la brillantine des dieux
    N'est pas la brillantine des dieux
    De Dieu

    Poissons morts
    Qui descendez cette rivière
    Poissons morts
    Allez donc dire à mon amour
    Que je me perds en longs discours
    Méchants discours...



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    02-04-1989
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    Smorgasbord
    Composer(s): Sid Tepper; Roy C. Bennett
    Performer(s): Elvis Presley



    Some like their women short, some like them tall
    I'll take them any size 'cause I love them all

    I'm just wild about smorgasbord
    I got a cravin' for smorgasbord
    A little kiss here, a little kiss there
    That's smorgasbord

    Mmm
    Some take just apple pie, some take just cake
    I'll take the dish I please, please the dish I take

    I'm just wild about smorgasbord
    I got a cravin' for smorgasbord
    A little kiss here, a little kiss there
    That's smorgasbord

    Mmm
    Some like just southern belles, they got a one track mind
    I go for all the belles, except the wedding kind

    I'm just wild about smorgasbord
    I got a cravin' for smorgasbord
    A little kiss here, a little kiss there
    That's smorgasbord

    Some like their women short, some like them tall
    I'll take them any size 'cause I love them all, Mmm
    Some take just apple pie, some take just cake
    I'll take the dish I please, please the dish I take



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Poisoning Pigeons In The Park
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    Poisoning Pigeons In The Park
    Composer(s): Tom Lehrer
    Performer(s): Tom Lehrer



    Spring is here, a-suh-puh-ring is here
    Life is skittles and life is beer
    I think the loveliest time of the year is the spring
    I do, don't you?
    'Course you do
    But there's one thing that makes spring complete for me
    And makes every Sunday a treat for me

    All the world seems in tune
    On a spring afternoon
    When we're poisoning pigeons in the park
    Every Sunday you'll see
    My sweetheart and me
    As we poison the pigeons in the park

    When they see us coming, the birdies all try an' hide
    But they still go for peanuts when coated with cyanide
    The sun's shining bright
    Everything seems all right
    When we're poisoning pigeons in the park

    We've gained notoriety
    And caused much anxiety
    In the Audubon Society
    With our games
    They call it impiety
    And lack of propriety
    And quite a variety
    Of unpleasant names
    But it's not against any religion
    To want to dispose of a pigeon

    So if Sunday you're free
    Why don't you come with me
    And we'll poison the pigeons in the park
    And maybe we'll do
    In a squirrel or two
    While we're poisoning pigeons in the park

    We'll murder them all amid laughter and merriment
    Except for the few we take home to experiment
    My pulse will be quickenin'
    With each drop of strych'nine
    We feed to a pigeon
    (It just takes a smidgin!)
    To poison a pigeon in the park



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    01-04-1989
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Casanova (Anita Skorgan)
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    Casanova Composer(s): Svein Strugstad - Jonathan King First performance by: Anita Skorgan - 1977



    See the workman standing in the crowd
    Can he hear your heart? – It beats so loud
    Eyes so blue and head so gold
    Can't believe what you been told
    When he looks at you, you feel so proud

    Every girl's excited by his smile
    He's handsome, he's charming, he's got style
    Listen, girl, I'm warning you
    Don't go through what I went through
    You're just another entry for his file

    In the night you'll hear Casanova
    When the stars are shining bright up in the sky
    In your dreams you'll hear Casanova
    Don't be fooled, he'll make you cry

    He can come for every girl in town
    Hold you close, then run and let you down
    Love for him is just a game
    Every girl is just the same
    Just another jewel for his crown

    In the night you'll hear Casanova
    When the stars are shining bright up in the sky
    In your dreams you'll hear Casanova
    Don't be fooled, he'll make you cry

    In the night you'll hear Casanova (Oh Casanova)
    When the stars are shining bright up in the sky (Oh Don Juan)
    In your dreams you'll hear Casanova
    Don't be fooled, he'll make you cry

    In the night you'll hear Casanova (Oh Casanova)
    When the stars are shining bright up in the sky (Oh Don Juan)
    In your dreams you'll hear Casanova
    Don't be fooled, he'll make you cry

    Don't be fooled, he'll make you cry



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Poison Whiskey
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    Poison Whiskey
    Composer(s): Ed King; Ronnie Van Zant
    Performer(s): Lynyrd Skynyrd; Tishamingo



    Daddy was a Cajun, raised on Southern land
    And so my kinfolks tell me, was a street-fightin' man
    Well, they rushed him down to see the doctor
    'Hey doctor, won't you check his head?'
    The only thing that was wrong with him
    Was Johnny Walker's Red
    He drank ole poison whiskey
    'Til it killed him dead

    It happened back in the bayou many years ago
    Satan came to take him and he did it real slow
    Well, they rushed him back to see the doctor
    The doctor just shook his head
    'Twenty years of rotgut whiskey
    Done killed the poor man dead'
    He drank ole poison whiskey
    'Til it killed him dead

    Take a tip from me, people... brothers can't you see
    Ain't no future in ole poison whiskey
    They're gonna rush you down to see the doctor
    The doctor's gonna shake his head
    The only thing he's gonna tell ya
    'Stop drinkin' Johnny Walker's Red
    Don't drink poison whiskey, don't you drink it boy'



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