Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Spinning Around (I Must Be Falling In Love) Composer(s): Donald McPherson - Luther Simmons Jr. - Tony Silvester Performer(s): The Main Ingredient
I'm spinning around and around ooh I'm walking on cloud nine I'm just about to blow my cool If I don't unwind
I'm spinning around Spinning around Spinning around Spinning around I must be falling in love Baby I must be falling in love 'Round and around and around
I'm spinning around I can't stop I've lost my self-control I'm spinning around 'til I drop I'm whipped down to the soul
I'm spinning around Spinning around Spinning around Spinning around I must be falling in love Baby I must be falling in love
Turning around I'm upside-down Like a feather swift The wind will blow my mind The wind will blow my mind Won't let me stop
Spinning around Spinning around Spinning around Spinning around I must be falling in love Baby I must be falling in love I'm falling I must be falling in love Baby I must be falling in love
He Don't Love You (Like I Love You) Composer(s): Curtis Mayfield; Calvin Carter; Jerry Butler Performer(s): Tony Orlando
Chorus: He don't love you like I love you If he did, he wouldn't break your heart He don't love you like I love you He's tryin' to tear us apart
Fare thee well, I know you're leavin' (I know you're leavin') For the new love that you've found The handsome guy that you've been dating, whoa I got a feelin' he's gonna put you down.....'cause
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He uses all the great quotations Says the things I wish I could say Whoa, but he's had so many rehearsals Girl, to him it's just another play.....but wait
When the final act is over And you're left standing all alone When he takes his bow and makes his exit Girl, I'll be there to take you home
He don't love you (and he never will) like I love you If he did, he wouldn't break your heart Oh, he don't love you, girl, like I love you He's tryin' to tear us apart
Whoa, he don't love you like I love you If he did......
I Can't Live Without Music Composer(s): Ralph Siegel - Bernd Meinunger First performance by: Corinna May - 2002
You're my song in the morning, you're the rhythm of my heartbeat at night And the sound of love I hear in your voice keeps on touching me deep inside You are the air that I breathe and the gentle tune of whisperin' trees You're the only melody that's in my soul and in my mind all the time
I can't live without music, only you keep me goin' along I can't live without music and the power that's deep in your song You're the one and only thing I couldn't do without Makes me wanna sing and dance and shout
We can't live without music, we can't live without music It's a rainbow in the night, turns darkness into light It's everything we really need We can't live without music, and if ever we lose it That's when everybody, just everybody, starts getting the blues (We can't live without music) 'cause it's freedom to me and to you
So let the music touch your heart in times when men are worlds apart 'Cause only love can heal the dream that's hidden in our souls And hand in hand we'll walk along, we'll be united by a peaceful song And we'll live all together
(We can't live without music, we can't live without music) I can't live without music, I can't live without music And if anybody, just anybody, is asking me why Music makes me feel like flyin', gives me hope when I'm a-cryin' I believe without it I would die
Hello 'Tucky Composer(s): Buddy DeSylva; James Hanley; Joseph Meyer Performer(s): Al Jolson
Like all Kentucky boys longing for the city joys I left the farm and started to roam Like all Kentucky boy get sick of all the city noise I heard Kentucky calling me home Any thrill you get when you are leaving Seven times the thrill when you return
You're saying Hello, `Tucky, `Tucky, hello Hello `Tucky, why did I go? What I've been through to get to you Now I have found you Let me put my arms around you Shady bowers, valleys and hills Pretty flowers, nothing but thrills I'm glad I went astraying To get that kick of saying Hello, `Tucky, hello
Hello, `Tucky, `Tucky, hello Hello `Tucky, why did I go? What I've been through to get to you Now I have found you Let me put my arms around you Shady bowers, valleys and hills Pretty flowers, nothing but thrills I'm glad I went astraying To get that kick of saying Hello, `Tucky, hello
Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello `Tucky, `Tucky, hello Hello `Tucky, why did I go? What I've been through to get to you Now I have found you Let me put my arms around you Shady, shady bowers, valleys and hills Pretty flowers, nothing but thrills I'm glad I went astraying To get that kick of saying Hello, `Tucky, hello
He Doesn't Care (But I Do) Composer(s): Robin Grean; Kevin DiSimone Performer(s): Barry Manilow
So all alone Little girl blue You tell me the tale And stand there crying I'm here for you You know that I care Listening to you Inside I'm dying Your heart may be breaking But my heart is breaking too
He doesn't care if you're all alone But I do He doesn't care if you come back home But I do, yes I do Why can't you feel it too
I'm your best friend A brother you say Hurting me so To see your sorrow Knew all along He's not for you Sadness and tears But tomorrow You'll see how I need you And maybe you'll need me too
He doesn't care if he breaks your heart But I do He doesn't care if you fall apart But I do
Oh, don't throw your love away On someone who doesn't deserve it If you belonged to me I'd love you more each day I'd take you and make you believe what I say
Spinning Composer(s): Benjamin Orr - Diane Grey Page Performer(s): Benjamin Orr
What am I to do about this? Who am I to you? There's a splice somewhere in all this You can find a way, you know it Not so hard to do All you got to do is show it It's only got to do with you Spinning our wheels Spinning our wheels Spinning our wheels for years You can't get there You can't get there You can't get there from here Doesn't seem so well connected Threads are almost bare Something's new; just not expected Tell me is it really there? Spinning our wheels Spinning our wheels Spinning our wheels for years You can't get there You can't get there You can't get there from here Why should this be so hard? So close... Why are you afraid? Just tell me where we are I would try another way How can I get to you? Where do I begin? I try, but I can't get through You won't let me in! Spinning our wheels How does it feel? Caught in the wheels for years Doesn't seem so well connected Threads are almost bare Something's new; just not expected What am I to do about this? Who am I to you? There's a splice somewhere in all this It's only got to do with you Spinning our wheels Spinning our wheels Spinning our wheels for years (spinning) You can't get there You can't get there You can't get there from here (yeah) Spinning our wheels How does it feel? Caught in the wheels for years (spinning...wheels) You can't get there You can't get there You can't get there from here (yeah) Spinning our wheels Spinning our wheels Spinning our wheels for years (spinning...wheels) You can't get there You can't get there You can't get there from here
Hello Trouble Composer(s): Eddie McDuff; Orville Couch Performer(s): Buck Owens; and various other artists
Woke up this mornin', happy as could be I looked out my window, what's that I see Coming' up the sidewalk, just as plain as day Well here comes trouble that I never thought I'd see since you went away
Hello trouble come on in Well you talk about heartaches where in the world you been Well, I ain't had the miseries since you been gone Well hello trouble, trouble, trouble Welcome home
We'll make a pot of coffee and you can rest your shoes And you can tell me them sweet lies and I'll listen to you Well it's just a little part of, part of the life we'd live But I'd rather have a little bit of trouble than to never know the love you give
Hello trouble, come on in Well you talk about heartaches, where in the world you been Ain't had the miseries since you been gone Well hello trouble, trouble, trouble Welcome home
Il Faut Du Temps (Je Me Battrai Pour Ça) Composer(s): Patrick Bruel - Marie-Florence Gros - Rick Allison First performance by: Sandrine François - 2002
Il faut du temps pour apprendre à sourire Pour apprendre à grandir au milieu d'un combat Il faut du temps pour pendre haut et court Les idéaux trop courts, mais on n'en est pas là
Je me suis battue pour ça, j'ai serré dans ma voix Tous ces mots qui font peur quand on n'les entend pas Je me suis battue pour ça, j'ai serré dans mes bras Toutes ces femmes qui pleurent et que l'on ne voit pas
Il faut du temps, on nous dit ça, on dit On parle et on écrit, et la guerre se vend Il faut du temps, non, il faut vouloir fort Monsieur Gandhi est mort, est-il mort pour longtemps?
Je me battrais pour ça, ici et maintenant Moi, je n'ai plus le temps, j'ai qu'une vie devant moi Je me battrai pour ça, je me battrai comment La paix n'est qu'une enfant qui ne marche pas droit
Je n'suis qu'un p'tit soldat sans arme que ma voix Mais je crierai pour toi, ma colombe pour toi Je n'suis qu'un p'tit soldat, maintenant et là-bas Mais des milliers de voix le crieront avec moi
Je me battrai pour ça, ici et maintenant J'entends monter le vent, mais qui se lèvera? Je me battrai pour ça, je me battrai comment On dit qu'il faut du temps, mais des milliers de voix Le crieront avec moi
Hello Susie Composer(s): Roy Wood; Art Wood Performer(s): Amen Corner; The Move
Ev'rybody sat here Waiting for the train to come Just laid down A bright-red carpet for her to step on
Looking through the band I see her waving her hands at me Her looks were tanned And quite amazing as she ran to me Frantic'lly she knocked me over Causing such a scene Shook the crowd enough To sway the interest from the Queen Her black transistor socked out 1 o' clock radio Completely drowned the band And loud enough to stop the show
Hello Susie tell me the news about yourself Hello Susie tell me that you've enjoyed yourself Yes sir, rock and roll the day away Come on ev'rybody They all seem too keen to make a scene Come on ev'rybody Gotta kick the dust away
He Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother Composer(s): Bob Russell; Bobby Scott Performer(s): The Hollies
The road is long With many a winding turn That leads us to who knows where Who knows where But I'm strong Strong enough to carry him He ain't heavy, he's my brother
So on we go His welfare is my concern No burden is he to bear We'll get there For I know He would not encumber me He ain't heavy, he's my brother
If I'm laden at all I'm laden with sadness That everyone's heart Isn't filled with gladness And love for one another
It's a long, long road From which there is no return While we're on the way to there Why not share And the load doesn't weigh me down at all He ain't heavy, he's my brother
Spin, Spin, Spin Composer(s): Jim Croce - Ingrid Croce Performer(s): Jim Croce
Spin, spin, spin Spin around, spin around
The harlequin dances in a costume of green Spin around But under his makeup his age can't be seen Spin around But where are you spinnin' When will you know That life is for livin' That it isn't a show?
Spin, spin, spin Spin around, spin around
You look out on the city from your penthouse so high Spin around But your pedestal's your prison and so is your high Spin around But where are you spinnin' When will you know That life is for livin' That it isn't a show?
Spin, spin, spin Spin around, spin around
Your pills are you conscience They make ev'rything seem all right Spin around Take a white one go to sleep Take a red one to stay up all night To spin around But where are you spinnin' When will you know That life is for livin' That it isn't a show? Spin, spin, spin Spin around, spin around Spin, spin, spin Spin away, spin away Spin, spin, spin Spin around, spin around
Hello Summertime Composer(s): William Backer; Roger Cook; Raquel Davis; Roger Greenaway Performer(s): Bobby Goldsboro
Birds and bees and all the flowers and trees, fishes on the line Girls and guys and yellow butterflies singing hello summertime A homemade boat and a river to float nothing on our mind Summer moon above two people in love singing hello summertime
Summertime laying back in the sun, yes summertime having summertime fun It's a time for two just me and you and the summertime Swing from a limb drop in for a swim, hey the water sure looks fine Ain't nothing wrong just floating along singing hello summertime
Summertime grins, lots of good friends we're all feeling fine Watch the sun go down, hear the summer sounds singing hello summertime Summertime laying back in the sun, yes summertime having summertime fun It's a time for two just me and you and the summertime
He Ain't Got Rhythm Composer(s): Irving Berlin Performer(s): Alice Faye
I know a professor of great renown And he is the loneliest man in town He's as smart as a man can be But he never has company Why is he the loneliest man in town?
He ain't got rhythm Ev'ry night he sits in the house alone 'Cause he ain't got rhythm Ev'ry night he sits there and wears a frown He attracted some attention when he found the fourth dimension But he ain't got rhythm, so no one's with 'im The loneliest man in town
A lonely man is he bending over his books Hhis wife and family keep giving him dirty looks 'Cause he ain't got rhythm When they call him up, it's to call him down With a daring aviator he encircled the equator But he ain't got rhythm, as no one's with 'im The loneliest man in town
He ain't got rhythm Ev'ry night he sits in the house alone 'Cause he ain't got rhythm Ev'ry night he sits there and wears a frown With a problem scientific, he's colossal and terrific But he ain't got rhythm, so no one's with 'im The loneliest man in town
A lonely man is he bending over his books His wife and family keep giving him dirty looks 'Cause he ain't got rhythm When they call him up, it's to call him down In the month of January he compiled a dictionary But he ain't got rhythm, as no one's with 'im The loneliest man in town
Hello Stranger Composer(s): Barbara Lewis Performer(s): Barbara Lewis
(shoo-bop, shoo-bop, my baby) (shoo-bop, shoo-bop)
Hello, stranger (ooh) It seems so good to see you back again How long has it been? (ooh, seems like a mighty long time) (shoo-bop, shoo-bop, my baby, ooh) It seems like a mighty long time
Oh-uh-oh, I my, my, my, m I'm so glad You stopped by to say "hello" to me Remember that's the way it used to be Ooh, it seems like a mighty long time (shoo-bop, shoo-bop, my baby, ooh) It seems like a mighty long time
Lewis sings a series of "oh-uh-oh's"on both sides of "I'm so glad you're here again" while backups do 7 (shoo-bop, shoo-bop, my baby)'s
Oh-ahh-uh-oh If you're not gonna stay (ooh) Please don't treat me like you did before Because I still love you so a-a-although It seems like a mighty long time Shoo-bop, shoo-bop, my baby, ooh It seems like a mighty long time
Lewis does " Oh-uh-oh, I my, my, my, my" and "I'm so happy that you're here again" and backups repeat (shoo-bop, shoo-bop, my baby)
He Composer(s): Richard Mullen; Jack Richards Performer(s): The McGuire Sisters; and various other artists
He can turn the tides and calm the angry sea He alone decides who writes a symphony He lights ev'ry star that makes the darkness bright He keeps watch all through each long and lonely night
He still finds the time to hear a child's first prayer Saint or sinner calls and always finds him there Though it makes him sad to see the way we live He'll always say "I forgive"
He can touch a tree and turn the leaves to gold He knows every lie that you and I have told Though it makes him sad to see the way we live He'll always say "I forgive"
Hello Petite Fille English Title: Hello Little Girl Composer(s): John Lennon; Paul McCartney; Claude Carrère; Hubert Ithier Performer(s): Sheila; Claudette Vandal; Jacqueline Guy
Un matin je m'en allais simplement Ah, ah, hello petite fille Dans mon cur on entendait le printemps Ah, ah, hello petite fille Je rêvais lorsqu'une voix m'appela Ah, ah, hello petite fille Voulez-vous vous promener avec moi? Ah, ah, hello petite fille
Mais moi, moi qui ne savais pas Qui ne comprenais pas Ce qui se passait là, oh la la
Jai osé le regarder malgré moi Ah, ah, hello petite fille
Jai osé le regarder malgré moi Ah, ah, hello petite fille Et jai vu un beau garçon devant moi Ah, ah, hello petite fille Il ma dit, je dis toujours ces mots-là Ah, ah, hello petite fille Cest curieux ça prend, crois-moi chaque fois Ah, ah, hello petite fille
Mais moi, moi je pensais déjà Parle toujours, tu verras Car bientôt tu diras, oh la la
Tu diras rien que pour moi ces mots-là Ah, ah, hello petite fille
Hello petite fille oui, oui, oui Hello petite fille oui, oui, oui Oui, oui, oui, oui, oui, oui, oui, oui Hello petite fille oui, oui, oui Hello oui, oui, oui, oui, oui, oui...
( ...Suena "Start me up", de los Rolling Stones.. Señora Humberta, no sabe lo que pasa! Que pasa, señora Batata? Pasa que el flacucho de pelo largo y sucio del septimo piso hace un ruido insoportable y me tiene harta, harta, harta... Ay! ese homosexual, drogodependiente, hace cinco años que me tiene repodrida Ayer salieron 10 muchachos (eran once, eran once) y antes de ayer 20 muchachas drogadas (y lesbianas) (dulce de leche)Escuche la musica, escuche la musica... Dulce de leche! Mami, mami, me compre las bombachas de la Barbie y los anteojos de Batman y el disco.. sabes de quien? mira De quien? De Fito Paez! Pero Constanza, todas porquerias! Ay mama, sos borracha, borracha, chancha pedorra (cachetada) Queres callarte? Ay!... Anda, la reputa que te pario, escucha el disco)
Fito tiene sida, toma anfetaminas y no hace otra cosa que caerse borracho por ahi, por ahi todas mis vecinas me hablan de lo mismo y yo les digo hazte fama y echate a dormir Duerme con pastillas, fuma marihuana y no hace otra cosa que volverse loco por ahi, por ahi todos mis amigos me hablan de los mismo y yo les digo hazte fama y echate a dormir Todo el mundo sabe que ya no hay mas que hacer con su vida Todo el mundo sabe que ya no sabe mas que hacer Cuando este mundo se agita todos empiezan a joder
Llega de mañana, no duerme en su cama Y tira todas las botellas por el, no ves Le pega a su chica, mea en los mercados Pero hizo un par de discos que siempre detesta ver
Dicen que lo vieron no hace mucho tiempo recolectando jeringas en el parque japonés, japonés Y de vez en cuando, caza la guitarra y se la va rocanroleando hasta el amanecer
Todo el mundo sabe que ya no hay mas que hacer con su vida Todo el mundo sabe que ya no sabe mas que hacer Cuando este mundo se agita todos empiezan a joder
Fito tiene sida, toma anfetaminas y no hace otra cosa que caerse borracho por ahi, por ahi todas mis vecinas me hablan de lo mismo y yo les digo hazte fama y echate a dormir y yo les digo (yo les digo) hazte fama y echate a dormir y yo les digo (yo les digo) hazte fama y echate a dormir y yo les digo (yo les digo) hazte fama y echate a dormir (uouuh yeey uohuu)
