Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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So bin ich zu dir So bin ich weil ich dich liebe So bin ich zu dir aber wie bist du zu mir? Oh oh oh
So bin ich zu dir So bin ich weil ich dich liebe So bin ich zu dir aber wie bist du zu mir?
Ich mach mich schick fuer dich und man bewundert mich nur du allein du siehst es nicht Schoen rund und dick wirst du ich schau dir laechelnd zu und koche dir dein Leibgericht Oh!
Du kommst so spaet nach Haus und ziehst dich singend aus du machst im Bad noch lang Rabatz Du haust dich in dein Bett ich laechle lieb und nett und sag: Da bist du ja mein Schatz Oh!
Du haust die Zeitung hin du haust die Asche hin du haust die Kleider hin du haust auch mich noch hin Ich stell das Fruehstueck hin ich stell dir Blumen hin ich bin bald selber hin und lach dabei
So bin ich zu dir So bin ich weil ich dich liebe So bin ich zu dir aber wie bist du zu mir? Oh oh oh
So bin ich zu dir So bin ich weil ich dich liebe So bin ich zu dir aber wie bist du zu mir?
Popsicles And Icicles Composer(s): David Gates Performer(s): The Murmaids; Percy Faith; Krystyna Olsiewicz
Popsicles, icicles, baseball and fancy clothes These are a few of the things he loves He loves Levis and brown eyes And wind blowin' through his hair These are a part of the boy I love
If you put them all together Much to your surprise (Oh, tell me what) You'll find a bit of heaven Right before your eyes
Bright stars and guitars and Drive-ins on Friday night These are a few of the things we love
(May be) silly but still he is Just what I dream about Yes, he's the boy that I love
If you put them all together Much to your surprise (Oh, tell me what) You'll find a bit of heaven Right before your eyes
Bright stars and guitars and Drive-ins on Friday night These are a few of the things we love
(May be) silly but still he is Just what I dreamed about Yes, he's the boy that I love
Les Jardins De Monaco Composer(s): Jean Albertini; Didier Barbelivien; Paul de Senneville; Olivier Toussaint First performance by: Caline & Olivier Toussaint - 1978
La petite fille qui jouait au cerceau Dis, tu t'en souviens? Le p'tit garçon qui jouait au ballon Oui, je m'en souviens
On regardait les voiliers italiens Oh, oui, c'était bien Y avait un p'tit square, des balançoires Et tu me donnais la main
Dans les jardins de Monaco Chaplin aurait pu rencontrer Garbo Vadim a peut-être embrassé Bardot Comme toi et moi
Dans les jardins de Monaco Parmi les fleurs, au milieu des oiseaux Juliette a dû rencontrer Roméo Comme toi et moi
La petite fille qui me jetait du sable Dis, tu t'en souviens? Le p'tit garçon qui volait des cerises Moi je l'aimais bien
Il y a longtemps que je t'aime Et tu sais que rien n'a changé À la claire fontaine Il y a toujours un amour à partager
Dans les jardins de Monaco Chaplin aurait pu rencontrer Garbo Vadim a peut-être embrassé Bardot Comme toi et moi
Dans les jardins de Monaco Parmi les fleurs, au milieu des oiseaux Juliette a dû rencontrer Roméo Comme toi et moi
Dans les jardins de Monaco Chaplin aurait pu rencontrer Garbo Vadim a peut-être embrassé Bardot Comme toi et moi
Dans les jardins de Monaco On écrira un nouveau scénario Pour toi et moi, ce sera le plus beau Dans les jardins de Monaco
Popsicle Toes Composer(s): Michael Franks Performer(s): Michael Franks; and various other artists
When God gave out rhythm He Sure was good to you You can add, subtract, multiply and divide by two
I know today's your birthday and I did not buy no rose But I wrote this song, instead, and I call it "Popsicle toes"
Popsicle toes Popsicle toes are always froze Popsicle toes You're so brave to expose All those Popsicle toes
You must have been Mr. Olympian With all that amplitude How come you always load your Pentax when I am in the nude? We can have a birthday party and you can wear your birthday clothes Then we can hit the floor and go explore those Popsicle toes
You've got the finest North America This sailor ever saw I like to feel your warm Brazil and touch your Panama But your Tierra del Fuegos are nearly always froze We've got to seesaw 'til we finally thaw those Popsicle toes
So Bad Composer(s): Nina Hagen; Olle Romo; Dave Stewart Performer(s): Nina Hagen
I can be so strong Like a lion on a mission I can do no wrong I can fight day and night That's my decision!
Because the world is...
(So bad) Like diet soda (So bad) I'm counting 37 wars (So bad) User friendly (So bad) We lost the singer of the Doors (So bad) The U.F.O. conspiracy (So bad) Starvation and depressy (So bad) Hiroshima Tomsk Tschernobyl (So bad) It's never gonna heal
I can be so good Like a goddess Plus, I'm modest I...I have no fear I will go all the way I can show you how to pray
Because the world is...
(So bad) Deadly chemotherapy (So bad) The lies about HIV (So bad) We've lost ou rlast chance (So bad) And we're all dancing Shiva's dance (So bad) Genetic obsession (So bad) Misused atomic energy (So bad) Surprise, surprise, the culture industry (So bad) Helmut Kohl!
You can do no wrong If you fight on my side If you make that decision
Because the world is...
(So bad) I.R.A. and R.A.F. (So bad) Are we really blind and deaf (So bad) The Yogoslavian rape (So bad) And no-one can escape (So bad) The Nazi lunacy (So bad) Artificial extasy (So bad) I hate my T.V.
Optimistic Voices Composer(s): Harold Arlen; Herbert Stothart Performer(s): Maureen McGovern; and various other artists
"You're out of the woods You're out of the dark You're out of the night! Step into the sun Step into the light! Keep straight ahead for the most glorious place On the face of the earth or the sky!
Hold on to your breath Hold on to your heart Hold on to your hope! March up to the gate and bid it open...open!"
Ich lass' mich nie von den Männer dressier'n Hab' ich geschworen Was sie auch reden, es macht mich nicht heiß Ich lass' sie schmoren Doch da kam einer, der sagte mir dann Willst Du denn leben als "Rühr-mich-nicht-an" Denkst Du denn nie daran
Feuer, Feuer brennt nicht nur im Kamin Feuer, Feuer brennt doch auch in mir drin Und es wird heißer und heißer durch Deine Liebe Feuer, Feuer, dem kann keiner entflieh'n Feuer, Feuer gibt dem Leben erst Sinn Lauf' nicht davon, wenn Du fühlst es ist da Du bist gar nicht in Gefahr
Wenn ich mir heut' auch die Finger verbrenn Es tut mir gar nicht leid Ist Treue gefährlich ich denke daran Mal bei Gelegenheit Heut' will ich's wissen, es ist sonderbar Morgen werd' ich nicht mehr sein wie ich war Und das machst Du mir klar
Feuer, Feuer brennt nicht nur im Kamin Feuer, Feuer brennt doch auch in mir drin Und es wird heißer und heißer durch Deine Liebe Feuer, Feuer, dem kann keiner entflieh'n Feuer, Feuer gibt dem Leben erst Sinn Lauf' nicht davon, wenn Du fühlst es ist da Du bist gar nicht in Gefahr
Poppy Composer(s): R.E. Broughton Performer(s): Edgar Broughton Band
I laid on a poppy, it laid on me A lot of thinkin', an' did it all for free I thought of you, I thought of you
I wanted to swim in the river But I saw what they had done All the fish are dyin' in there And we ain't got no sun I thought of you, I thought of you
I wandered in a meadow All that rubbish there Look at them at the plastic picnic Talkin' bout the length of my hair I thought of you, I thought of you
I laid on a poppy, it laid on me A lot of thinking, an' did it all for free I thought of you, I thought of you
I'm gonna take a walk in the country Take a look at that big blue sky Take a breath of that clean spring air Before they say die I thought of you, I thought of you
So Composer(s): Papa Dee Allen; Harold Brown; B.B. Dickerson; Lonnie Jordan; Charles Miller; Lee Oskar; Howard Scott Performer(s): War
Now you see not the grass is green Didn't you know that my love was true Why did you go You hurt me so Why did you go You hurt me so Didn't you know I love you so I got a girl And I call her so And you know that I love her so She went away She broke my heart Didn't you know I love you so Didn't you know Now you see not the grass is green And you knew that my love was true Why did you go You hurt me so Why did you go That hurt me so Didn't you know I love you so I got a girl And I call her so Cause I know that you love me so She went away She broke my heart And broke my heart She went away Didn't you know I love you so I love you so didn't you know My pretty so
Poppa Piccolino Italian Title: Papaveri E Papere Composer(s): Vittorio Mascheroni; Bob Musel; Mario Panzeri; Giuseppe Rastelli Performer(s): Diana Decker; and various other artists
All over Italy they know his concertina Poppa Piccolino, Poppa Piccolino He plays so prettily to every signorina Poppa Piccolino from sunny Italy
Oh listen to the music I hear Oh Poppa Piccolino is near To win a smile or maybe a tear Before travelling on
A vagabond who wanders along A millionaire, but only in song As though the world Might really belong to him
This fellow plays a melody so mellow That everyone keeps shouting "Bello, Bello"
All over Italy they know his concertina Poppa Piccolino, Poppa Piccolino He plays so prettily to every signorina Poppa Piccolino from sunny Italy
No matter what the calendars show It can't be spring, and I ought to know Until I hear him singing "'allo, `allo I'm here again"
A flower in his battered old hat And a smile for every doggie and cat And children get the friendliest pat of all
I'll give his name so if you ever meet him Then you will know exactly how to greet him
All over Italy they know his concertina Poppa Piccolino, Poppa Piccolino, He plays so prettily to every signorina Poppa Piccolino from sunny Italy
Everybody loves Poppa Piccolino He has the cutest little monkey to collect the lira But one day Poppa Piccolino was very sad He lost his concertina, and he couldn't find it anywhere and there was no music, and everyone was very unhappy But the little monkey found it for him and gave it back to Poppa Piccolino and now everybody is happy again
All over Italy they know his concertina Poppa Piccolino, Poppa Piccolino He plays so prettily to every signorina Poppa Piccolino from sunny Italy
'T Is O.K. Composer(s): George Kooymans; Eddy Ouwens; Tom Bos First performance by: Harmony - 1978
Denk je "ik kan er niet meer tegen" Al die problemen elke dag Zie je geen zon, maar storm en regen Is er alleen maar tegenslag
Dan is hier een vrolijk liedje Voor een probleem het medicijn Zing 't eens mee, want dan geniet je Weg met je zorgen, voel je fijn
't Is ok, zing die melodie Blij en in harmonie Leef met wat sympathie Voor mensen om je heen 't Is ok, zing die melodie Blij, en in harmonie Streef naar wat sympathie Dan ben je nooit alleen
Heb je geen cent om iets te kopen Komen je dromen nooit 'ns uit En heb je zin om weg te lopen Neem dan meteen een goed besluit
Kijk om je heen, zie andere mensen Kijk naar jezelf en zie gelijk Er is niet eens zo veel te wensen Als je gezond bent, ben je rijk
't Is ok, zing die melodie Blij en in harmonie Leef met wat sympathie Voor mensen om je heen 't Is ok, zing die melodie Blij, en in harmonie Streef naar wat sympathie Dan ben je nooit alleen
Radio, video Boogie with a suitcase You're living in a disco Forget about the rat race Let's do the milkshake, you're selling like a hot cake Try some, buy some, fee fie foe fum
Talk about pop muzik Talk about pop muzik
Shoobie doobie do wop - I wanna dedicate it Bop bop shoo wop - everybody made it Shoobie doobie do wop - infiltrate it Bop bop shoo wop - activate it
New York, London, Paris, Munich Everybody talk about pop muzik Talk about pop muzik Talk about pop muzik Pop, pop, pop muzik Pop, pop, pop muzik
Sing it in the subway Shuffle with a shoe shine Mix me a Molotov I'm on the hit line Wanna be a gun slinger, don't be a rock singer Eenie meenie miney moe, which-a-way you wanna go
Talk about pop muzik Talk about pop muzik
Shoobie doobie do wop - right in between me Bop bop shoo wop - me me me me Shoobie doobie do wop - right in betweenie Bop bop shoo wop - you know what I meanie Hit it!
Now you know what to say Talk about pop muzik Talk about pop muzik Pop, pop, pop muzik Pop, pop, pop muzik
All around the world Where ever you are Dance in the street, anything you like Do it in your car in the middle of the night La la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la
Dance in the super mart Dig it in the fast lane Listen to the countdown They're playing our song again I can't get "Jumping Jack," I wanna hold "Get Back" Moonlight Muzak, knick knack paddywhack
Talk about pop muzik Talk about pop muzik
Shoobie doobie do wop - it's all around you Bop bop shoo wop - they wanna surround you Shoobie doobie do wop - it's all around you Bop bop shoo wop - hit it!
New York, London, Paris, Munich Everybody talk about, mm, pop muzik Talk about pop muzik Talk about pop muzik Pop, pop, pop muzik Pop, pop, pop muzik
L'amour Ça Fait Chanter La Vie First performance by: Jean Vallée - 1978
L'amour ça vous met dans le coeur Des crayons de couleurs Pour dessiner le monde L'amour on devient musicien De vrais petits Chopin Rien que pour une blonde L'amour c'est tellement fantastique Ça met le bonheur en musique Ça rit de toute sa symphonie L'amour ça fait changer la vie
L'amour ça vous met dans les yeux Un regard fabuleux Qui vous change un visage L'amour ça vous donne des ailes Pour monter dans le ciel Jusqu'au septième étage L'amour c'est tellement fantastique Ça met le bonheur en musique Ça rit de toute sa symphonie L'amour ça fait changer la vie
L'amour c'est un grand magicien Qui vous change un chagrin En moins d'une seconde L'amour en un mot comme en cent Ça vous donne vingt ans Dans tous les coins du monde L'amour c'est tellement fantastique Ça met le bonheur en musique Ça rit de toute sa symphonie L'amour ça fait chanter la vie La vie!
Pop Life Composer(s): Prince Performer(s): Prince; and various other artists
What's the matter with your life Is the poverty bringing U down? Is the mailman jerking U 'round? Did he put your million dollar check In someone else's box?
Tell me, what's the matter with your world Was it a boy when U wanted a girl? (Boy when u wanted a girl) Don't U know straight hair ain't got no curl (No curl) Life it ain't real funky Unless it's got that pop Dig it
Pop life Everybody needs a thrill Pop life We all got a space 2 fill Pop life Everybody can't be on top But life it ain't real funky Unless it's got that pop Dig it
Tell me, what's that underneath your hair? Is there anybody living there? (Anybody living there) U can't get over, if U say U just don't care (Don't care) Show me a boy who stays in school And I'll show U a boy aware! Dig it
Pop life Everybody needs a thrill Pop life We all got a space 2 fill Pop life Everybody can't be on top But life it ain't real funky Unless it's got that pop Dig it
What U putting in your nose? Is that where all your money goes (Is that where your money goes) The river of addiction flows U think it's hot, but there won't be no water When the fire blows Dig it
Pop life Everybody needs a thrill Pop life We all got a space 2 fill Pop life Everybody wants to be on top But life it ain't real funky Unless it's got that pop Dig it
Pop life Everybody needs a thrill Pop life We all got a space 2 fill Pop life Everybody can't be on top But life it ain't real funky Unless it's got that pop Dig it
Vivre Composer(s): Alain Morisod; Pierre Alain First performance by: Carole Vinci - 1978
Pourquoi ne pas croire à la belle histoire Qui fait chanter le cur et les saisons? Je veux tout oublier dans tes bras Et tout recommencer avec toi Partager les couleurs et les chansons
Pourquoi ne pas suivre cette belle histoire? Pourquoi ne pas sourire au nouveau jour? Nous nous évaderons, mon amour Et nous retrouverons la chanson Que nous vivrons enfin à l'unisson
Vivre, nous allons vivre un million de bonheurs Pour traverser les heures comme des oiseaux libres Vivre, je veux le vivre, ce rêve musical Pour cueillir les étoiles de l'amour
Pourquoi ne pas croire à la belle histoire Qui fait chanter le cur et le printemps? Ma vie a commencé avec toi Le soleil s'est levé dans la joie Tu m'as fait retrouver mon cur d'enfant
Vivre, je veux le vivre, ce rêve musical Pour cueillir les étoiles de l'amour Vivre, nous allons vivre Et renverser les heures Pour cueillir les étoiles du bonheur
Pop A Top Composer(s): Nat Stuckey Performer(s): Jim Ed Brown; and various other artists
Pop a top again I just got time for one more round Sit em up my friends Then I'll be gone Then you can let some other fool sit down
I'd like for you'd to listen to a joke I heard today From a woman who said she was through and calmly walked away I'd tried to smile and did a while it felt so outta place Did you ever hear of a clown with tears drops streaming down his face
Pop a top again I think I'll have another round Sit em up my friend Then I'll be gone and you can let some other fool sit down
Home for me is misery and here I am wasting time Cause a row of fools on a row of stools is not what's on my mind But then you see her leaving me it's not what I perfer So it's either here just drinking beer or at home remembering her
Pop a top again I think I'll have another round Sit em up my friend Then I'll be gone and you can let some other fool sit down Pop a top again
