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  • 06-02-1996
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    À L'ombre Bleue Du Figuier
    Composer(s): Michelle Senlis
    Performer(s): Jean Ferrat



    À l'ombre bleue du figuier
    Passent passent les étés
    À l'ombre bleue du figuier
    Passent passent ils sont passés

    J'étais comme les bergers
    Un chien fou sur les talons
    J'étais comme les bergers
    Moitié blé moitié chardon
    Voyant se lever le jour
    J'y croyais à chaque fois
    L'amour appelle l'amour
    J'étais prince je suis roi

    À l'ombre bleue du figuier
    Passent passent les étés
    À l'ombre bleue du figuier
    Passent passent ils sont passés

    Ivre comme les oiseaux
    J'étais poussé par le vent
    Ivre commes les oiseaux
    Je me suis cogné souvent
    J'allais cherchant dans la brume
    Une lampe ou un drapeau
    J'y ai laissé quelques plumes
    Mais j'ai gardé mon chapeau

    À l'ombre bleue du figuier
    Passent passent les étés
    À l'ombre bleue du figuier
    Passent passent ils sont passés

    À la bouche une chanson
    Dans mon coeur un amour fou
    À la bouche une chanson
    J'ai rêvé que jusqu'au bout
    On dira qui était-il
    Me jetant des roses-thé
    Moi je dormirai tranquille
    Heureux d'avoir pu chanter

    À l'ombre bleue du figuier
    Passent passent les étés
    À l'ombre bleue du figuier
    Passent passent ils sont passés



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    Hopped Up Mustang
    Composer(s): Bill Romberger; Arlen Sanders
    Performer(s): Arlen Sanders



    Let me tell ya about my new steed
    built for comfort, just my speed
    Ford Mustang, modified to set the pace
    Man, I could hardly wait to get out'n'race

    It's got a 289 motor, with a special Cobra kit
    there ain't nothin' on the road that can even touch it
    It's got eight carburetors and it uses them all
    with a four-speed stick that just won't stall

    With that transistor iginition and power-pipe exhaust
    this is the machine that'll really get lost
    Everthing built to make it perform
    it may not be hot but it sure is warm

    We took delivery at the factory late one night
    it was purrin' like a kitten and movin' just right
    We pulled up on the freeway like it was goin' down hill
    and started passin' the sleds like they was standin' still

    Then all of a sudden, before I could bat an eye
    a Cadillac sedan passed me by
    Somebody said, like, "that's the wheels for me"
    but by then the tail lights was all I could see

    Well, these cats ribbed me for bein' behind
    so I started to make that Mustang unwind
    Pushed the foot-feed clear to the floor
    said "that's all there is, there ain't no more"

    Smoke was rollin' outta the back
    when I started to gain on that Cadillac
    I was sure I could catch him 'n' I hoped I could pass
    but by then I knew I'd be short on gas

    We went around a curve and passed a truck
    I pulled out my rabitt's foot, just for luck
    The fenders just missed the guardrail post
    the guy in the back was white as a ghost

    I glanced over at the chick on the other side
    her face was blue 'n' I thought she'd died
    But I wasn't worried, 'cause what the heck
    by now me 'n' that Caddy was neck-and-neck

    I guess they'd thought I'd lost my sense
    the telephone poles looked like a picket fence
    They said "slow down, I see spots
    the lines on the road just look like dots"

    Went around a corner with the tires on the side
    you could feel the tension, man, what a ride
    I said "hold on, I got a license to fly"
    and that Cadillac faded back and let me by

    Then I looked in the mirror 'n' saw somethin' comin'
    and I thought it was a plane by the way it was hummin'
    I'd been caught by a helicopter 'n' the CHP
    that was it, man, the end of me

    Well, they busted me and threw me in the can
    so there was nothin' I could do but call the old man
    He said "wail in jail, 'cause I won't bail"
    Dang me, he told me not to hop up that Mustang!



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    05-02-1996
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    A Load Of Hay
    Composer(s): Howard Barnes - Michael Feahy - Ethelbert Nevin
    Performer(s): Doris Day



    Lovely day on top of a load of hay
    All the world is millions of miles away
    The old grey mare will get us there
    She won't hurry and I should worry I haven't got a care

    I'm o.k. on top of a load of hay
    Hard at work with nothing to do all day
    My only view, a sky of blue
    Life is lovely because you told me you love me

    Sun slowly sinking, wish you were with me
    I'm thinking your arms around me
    Oh what a thrill it would be
    Every day on top of a load of hay

    I'm the queen of everything I survey
    The sun is bright, the world's alright
    I'm contented cause you've consented to marry me
    Life is lovely because you told me you love me

    Sun slowly sinking, wish you were with me
    I'm thinking your arms around me
    Oh what a thrill it would be
    Every day on top of a load of hay

    I'm the queen of everything I survey
    The sun is bright, the world's alright
    I'm contented 'cause you've consented to marry me
    I'm contented 'cause you've consented to marry me



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Hot Rod Rocket
    Composer(s): Charlie Ryan; W.S. Stevenson
    Performer(s): Charlie Ryan



    You heard of the Russians 'n' their man in space
    they say we're behind in this rocket race
    Well up in Washington they started thinkin'
    they needed the cat with the Hot Rod Lincoln

    'Cause he was half of the Hot Rod Race
    the Hot Rod Lincoln, 'n' the Burlington Chase
    "Pass the Russians" was their battle cry
    or they'll rule the world as well as the sky

    Now the kid that was drivin' that hopped up hack
    turned twenty-one just a while back
    He got a letter from his Uncle Sam
    he hopped in his rod & said "Here I Am"

    Down at Canavaral not long after that
    who should I see but the hot rod cat
    Boarded the missile with a smile on his face
    I knew right then there was gonna be a race

    When the hatch was shut on his channeled rod
    I heard him sing out to a gathered crowd
    "don't stand to close when I throttle her back
    man this rod is mean, like there ain't no slack"

    When the count-down came, later that day
    blasted off, he was up-and-away
    Screamed off the pad with his hot machine
    wastin' no time pouring on the steam

    Then all of a sudden, way up ahead
    he spied a Russian in his rocket red
    He pushed the button 'n' gave her a blast
    'n' went into orbit, and I do mean fast

    Passed old Jupiter, headed for Mars
    clippin' them off up there in the stars
    Commin' up fast, away out in space
    like, man, they was havin' a rocket race

    The Kid never frowned on an honest race
    as long as it was done in a proper place
    He gave her a blast, to make her unwind
    he was gainin' fast, commin' up from behind

    He was hummin' along at a frantic clip
    'cause there was no speed limit on this trip
    The cat in the Lincoln was takin' a ride
    'n' him 'n' that Russian was side-by-side

    There wasn't a crowd out there in space
    him 'n' that Sputnik was havin' a race
    He figgered that he could get enough force
    to steer the Russian off'n his course

    Heading for the sun, where it's good 'n' hot
    so he blasted off just one more pot
    Eased over beside him, and crowded him out
    sure enough the Russian had'a turn 'em about

    Countries are bettin', and the stakes are high
    on just who is gonna rule the sky
    Now this is not the end of this here race
    'cause that hot rod cat's still out in space

    We haven't heard lately, but we will soon
    that hot rod cat's headed for the moon
    Time stands still when you're out in space
    but man we're havin' a rocket race



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    04-02-1996
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    A Little White Gardenia
    Composer(s): Sam Coslow
    Performer(s): Al Bowlly
    and multiple other artists



    For I bring a little white gardenia
    As refreshing as a day in May
    You may wear it if you care
    Or toss it away

    If you look into this white gardenia
    There's a message there I dare not say
    That I'll let this little white gardenia convey

    Who knows tomorrow we may be
    Together or so far apart
    Take this token of my love
    Cherish it and keep it close to your heart

    If our paths should ever cross again dear
    Accidentally, or by fate designed
    If you wear a little white gardenia
    I'll know you are mine

    Who knows tomorrow we may be
    Together or so far apart
    Take this token of my love
    Cherish it and keep it close to your heart

    If our paths should ever cross again dear
    Accidentally, or by fate designed
    If you wear a little white gardenia
    I'll know you are mine



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    X-15
    Composer(s): Johnny Bond
    Performer(s): Johnny Bond



    Gather 'round you cat's 'n' you'll hear
    about a race I had in the stratosphere
    Ol' Joe had a slick jet, I mean
    and I flew a souped-up X-15

    Now don't tune me out, I know what you're a-thinkin'
    'n I ain't gonna bug ya with no Hot Rod Lincoln
    No, that was a long time ago
    by my grandad back in nineteen six-oh

    But now it's a-nineteen'n'ninety seven
    we raced our jets next door to heaven
    So if you're ready I'll start at the top
    once I get a-goin' I won't wanna stop

    Well they fastened our jets up under the wing
    of one of them big B70 things
    lifted us up to 80,000 feet
    where the atmosphere and the stratosphere meet

    Well, they cut us loose, and we cut away out
    broke the sound barrier, there's not doubt
    Gave her the gun, heard the motors purr
    revved her up to 4,000 per

    Off to my left, ol' Joe was a-whistlin'
    he was doin' okay in that rocket of hizzin'
    it was half past two when we left Nevada
    now passin' below, Denver, Colorada

    I noticed I was fallin' a little behind
    so I thought I'd make this ol' turtle unwind
    This little baby is sweeter than sweet
    at a hundred and forty-four thousand feet

    Now this X-15 is a goin' thing
    got two little stubs, they call it a wing
    won't help you much if the motor stalls
    hey, lookie below, Niagra Falls

    I kept goin' up on a two-degree course
    ol' Joe kept comin', he weren't ridin' no horse
    I noticed my (?) was a-makin' commotion
    about the time we reached the Atlantic ocean

    Now 'long about here, supposed to turn 'em around
    and gather more speed as we angle 'em down
    Sumpin' had happened, I heard a loud pop
    looked out in time to see both motors stop

    Now this little dip wasn't wrote in the script
    when them jets went out I nearly quit
    'cause when this dang thing starts to fall
    it floats like a two-ton cannonball

    Wait just a minute, sumpin' wrong here
    this thing ain't fallin', goin' high in the air
    faster'n'faster, the higher we go
    how we gonna get down, man I don't know

    Well we circled the Earth in three hours flat
    yes I'm in orbit, no doubt about that
    here I sit, just circlin' in space
    what's that?
    Don't ask me, I don't know who won the race



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    03-02-1996
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    A Little Voice
    Composer(s): Gluck - Lester
    Performer(s): Dean Martin



    A little voice deep within me
    Says our romace is through
    I've been suspicious lately
    Your coldness gave me the clue

    A little voice deep within me
    Says we're drifting apart
    The way you say "I love you"
    No longer comes from your heart

    I wanna hear you tell me that your love still is strong
    I want those old embraces to prove my fears are wrong

    You'll find that someday if you'll leave me
    I will know how how to cry
    But that little voice within me
    Won't know how to tell you goodbye

    But that little voice within me
    Won't know how to tell you goodbye



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Hot Rod Boogie
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    Hot Rod Boogie
    Composer(s): Dorse Lewis
    Performer(s): Dorse Lewis



    Rock It Boys!

    Now I went to the junk yard the other day
    Justta take a load a scrap iron away
    Now I got off to a pretty good start
    when I traded my junk for some used car parts
    I took 'em home and I never stopped
    'n' I put 'em together, and here's what I've got
    (setta dice...shake, rattle and roll, roll 'er boys)

    Now, the cab and chassis of a model-A
    and the springs and shackels of a Chevrolet
    A Mercury motor and a Dodge rear end
    and the fenders off an old Terraplane
    Fuel pump off a GMC and the windshield off an ol' Model-T
    Two big axles, one-a them dead
    off a Studebaker 'n' a President (split axles makes it boogie)

    Now, it's got a Crosley tire and a Cadillac tube
    a Buick carbureter and a Henry J hood (all parts interchange)
    Plymouth radiator and Chrysler lights
    'n' a generator off an old Willys Knight
    The gearshift up on the steering wheel
    and the emergency off an Olds-O-Mobile, a Rocket 88 (rock it boys)

    Now it's got the Kaiser looks 'n' the Frazer shape
    a Pontiac horn 'n' Packard licence plates (violatin')
    When I flunged it together I had a lot of fun
    everybody asked me, "do you think that'll run?"

    Well I got it to run and I started to town
    and a motorcycle cop aimed to chase me down
    I knew he's close't, I could see in the mirror
    I said "heck, bud, I'm still in second gear"

    So I give it the gas, 'n' with m'double clutch
    and I left him not a-makin' much (about a hunderd and four)
    When the speedometer hit a hunderd and five
    I felt it drop into overdrive
    and then it started viberatin', shimmyin' 'n' goin' inta the boogie

    Now its top speed I'd hate to try to tell
    because I think it's faster'n jet propelled
    Don't ask me to buy 'cause I won't sell my Hot Rod
    but if you want to take a ride just drop me a line
    If you got the money honey, I've got the time (we'll go hotroddin')



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    02-02-1996
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    A Little TLC
    Composer(s): Lynsey de Paul - Terry Britten
    Performer(s): Kidd Video (Bryan Scott)



    I got your heart, baby, you got mine
    We got a love of a different kind
    The kind of love that will stand the test
    'Cause you give your best...tenderness

    There's not a thing, baby, we can't do
    If we're together, we'll see it through
    I got your heart and your sweet caress
    Nothing less! tenderness

    A little TLC, from you to me
    TLC...Tender Loving Care
    A little tender loving care

    You give your love, you give everything
    You let me know what you're feeling
    You put an end to my emptiness
    My SOS, for tenderness

    A little TLC, from you to me
    TLC...Tender Loving Care
    A little tender loving care

    (Give me T!) The tenderness, nothing less
    (L!) The love that I need
    (Give me C!) Sweet caress, love care and tenderness
    (T... L... C!) All I need's a little...

    A little TLC, from you to me
    TLC...Tender Loving Care
    A little tender loving care



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Hot Rod Race, Navy Style
    Composer(s): Roger Woodward
    Performer(s): Woodward Brothers



    Well me and my buddy, ol' Swabby Joe
    took off in a can from ol' Sassbo
    The chow was poor 'n' the fuel was low
    but the doggone can could really go

    Along about in the middle of the night
    we were steamin' along like a tin can might
    when a cruiser behind us blinked her lights
    blew her whistle and pulled to the right

    Well we had twin screws on our old can
    which makes you think that we're in a jam
    but f'you swabs who don't get this kinda jive
    we had six boilers with overdrive

    Now we're tin can men, and we likely knew
    that we'd race all night, 'less somethin blew
    The stern was down from the turn of the screws
    as on through the waves we flew and flew

    Our exec was pale, he said he was sick
    but us tin can men knew he was just a hick
    Why should we worry, what the heck
    that cruiser 'n' us were still neck-and-neck

    Yes on through the ocean we did glide
    a'flyin' low with the throttle wide
    Our skipper screamed and the crew they cried
    but the doggone cruiser was still right beside

    Well we looked over the fantail, where sumpin' was a comin'
    we thought it was a jet by the way it was a hummin'
    It was a'comin' along at a terrible pace
    and we knew right then was the end of this race

    As it steamed passed us we looked the other way
    and the cruiser's crew, they had nothin' to say
    For there goin' by was a reserve JG
    pushin' a hopped-up LST



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    01-02-1996
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    A Little Thing Like Love
    Composer(s): Allan Clarke - Tony Macaulay
    Performer(s): The Hollies



    Took you from Dakota from the Black Hills to the plains
    I brought you up a lady and the right way to behave
    Turned my pockets inside-out and not a dime was saved
    and now you're trying to decide whether to go or stay

    Don't let a little thing like love keep on bringing you down, my babe
    or ever change the plans you made
    Don't let a little thing like tears keep on turning you 'round, my babe
    You're old enough to change your ways
    And if you're feeling all run down, you look for the brighter lights uptown
    Don't let a little thing like me ever stand in your way

    Took you on a fast train across the Rio Grande
    a Mexicano wedding with a Tijuana band
    You blew my whole life savings and all the gold I'd panned
    So if you're trying to find a way to say your sweet goodbyes

    You're old enough to change your ways
    And if you're feeling all run down
    you look for the right to light the town
    Don't let a little thing like me
    ever stand in your way
    Don't let a little thing like love



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Hot Rod Race No.5
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    Hot Rod Race No.5 (aka The Kid In The Model-A)
    Composer(s): Arkie Shibley
    Performer(s): Arkie Shibley



    I'm just the kid from the hot rod race
    the one that the cops wouldn't even chase
    I didn't think they'd get so hot
    I's just drivin' along in my hopped-up pot

    When I saw two cars on the road ahead
    a-racin' like mad, to myself I said
    "I'll have some fun an' pass 'em by far
    they think they're so hot in their brand new cars"

    I let her out a little bit more
    I pushed the foot clean to the floor
    "I'll show those guys who's in top place
    I'll really give 'em a hot rod race

    I bent a little further over the wheel
    and felt the floorboard beneath my heel
    I heard the sudden roar of my old exhaust pipe
    I knew right then the race they'd fight

    I rolled up behind 'em an' give 'em a blast
    to let 'em know I's about to pass
    but they didn't budge, and their wild, mad ride
    they stayed ahead an' was side-by-side

    So I took to the ditch to get by the flight
    I scattered sand to the left and sand to the right
    It didn't even slow their speed
    my Model-A has what I need

    Now I passed up the guys in that race
    I've got us back to a normal pace
    I got her by without a spill
    whoa, boy, it was quite a thrill

    If ya ever get mad at a hot rod kid
    remember the things that once't you did
    when you were young, carefree and gay
    and had a hopped-up Model-A



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    31-01-1996
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    A Little Street Where Old Friends Meet
    Composer(s): Gus Kahn - Harry Woods
    Performer(s): Nat "King" Cole
    and multiple other artists



    It's just a little street
    Where old friends meet
    I'd love to wander back
    Someday

    To you, it may be old
    And sort of tumbled down,
    But it means a lot to folks
    In my hometown

    Although I'm rich or poor
    I still feel sure
    I'm welcome as the flowers in May

    It's just a little street
    Where old friends meet
    And treat you in the same old way

    Although I'm rich or poor
    I still feel sure
    I'm welcome as the flowers in May

    It's just a little street
    Where old friends meet
    And treat you in the same old way



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Hot Rod Race No.4
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    Hot Rod Race No.4 (aka The Guy In The Mercury)
    Composer(s): George Wilson
    Performer(s): Arkie Shibley



    You've heard'a the guy an' his brother Joe
    who took off in their Ford from San Pedro
    an' how they raced through deserts wide
    with a Mercury that stayed right by their side

    Now I'm the guy who was in that Merc
    an' I'm callin' myself all kind of a jerk
    for ever tryin' that kind've a race
    I might have known I'd lose my face

    But the road was straight 'n' the road was wide
    'n' me 'n' that Ford stayed side by side
    I stuck to him through thick an' thin
    but I knew all the time I's riskin' my skin

    When the hopped-up Model-A blew a'past
    I wondered then how long it would last
    but I didn't have too long to wait
    to see what would happen, to learn my fate

    The cop's heads, who spun in fright
    got on their bikes an' took to flight
    They came up behind me with a siren blast
    I knew right then my fun had passed

    The guy in the Ford kept racin' on
    he was tryin' to catch that son-of-a-gun
    who was drivin' that hot rod Model-A
    but I didn't have a thing to say

    Now I'm sittin' here alone in the klink
    with plenty of time to wonder and think
    I pace the floor, I frume an' fret
    I don't even have a cigarette

    Oh, why did I ever get in that race
    to end up here in this awful place?
    Should have had more sense, is all I can say
    don't ever race with a kid in a hopped-up Model-A



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    30-01-1996
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    A Little On The Lonely Side
    Composer(s): Frank Weldon - Dick Robertson - James Cavanaugh
    Performer(s): Harry Kaye
    and multiple other artists



    I’m a little on the lonely
    A little on the lonely side
    I keep thinking of you only
    And wishing you were by my side
    You know my dear when you’re not here
    There’s no one to romance with
    So if I’m seen with someone else
    It’s just someone to dance with
    Every letter that you send me
    I read a dozen times or more
    Any wonder that I love you more and more
    Oh how I miss your tender kiss
    And long to hold you tight
    I’m a little on the lonely side tonight



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Hot Rod Race No.3
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    Hot Rod Race No.3 (aka Arkie Meets The Judge)
    Composer(s): Arkie Shibley; Leon Kelley; Jackie Hayes
    Performer(s): Arkie Shibley



    Now me and my wife and my brother Joe
    were home asleep in San Pedro
    when the doorbell ring and I run to the door
    there stood a cop, and he sure was sore

    "You're under arrest, you're goin' to the klink
    for wreckless drivin' and raisin' such a stink
    So grab your hat and hurry, too
    the judge wants to have a little talk with you"

    He put me in the wagon and locked the door
    I thought I'd never see my wife no more
    The cops finally got me but what the heck
    me and the Mercury stayed neck-and-neck

    We got to the station and he took me inside
    the cop he told me it was the end of the ride
    We went down the hall and opened the door
    and there was the judge in the middle of the floor

    He took my driver license and all my money too
    and said "six months I'm a-givin' to you"
    But I don't care, but what the heck
    me and that Mercury stayed neck-and-neck

    Now I'm a-sittin' in my cell, all broken-hearted
    and the six-months has barely started
    But I'm not the only one that's feelin' blue
    'cause the guy that drove the Mercury is in here too

    The cops is still looking both night and day
    for the kid in the hopped-up Model-A
    They say they'll catch him but I don't think it's so
    'cause that Model-A can fairly go

    Now I'll be outta here in some of these days
    'n' I'll hunt the kid in the Model-A
    And he'll be the one that'll hafta pray
    'cause I'm gonna get me a hopped-up Model-A



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    29-01-1996
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. A Little Night Dancin'
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    A Little Night Dancin'
    Composer(s): John Cougar Mellencamp
    Performer(s): John Cougar Mellencamp



    Well west of Zion
    They got a hot spot brewing
    Handcuffs and kisses
    For the people who live there

    Guitar player's playing
    Cinderella saying
    Hey boys get that spoon to my nose
    And we'll run through the midnight air

    Night, night, whoa night dancin'
    Hey just a little, little, little night dancin'
    Night, night, whoa night dancin'
    Hey just a little, little, little night dancin'

    Sodom and Gomorah
    They run the roadhouse
    They keep everything jumping
    As the drummer keeps the beat

    And it's really something when those kids start bitchin'
    Yeah it starts me itching
    As I jump to my feet to go

    Night, night, whoa night dancin'
    Hey just a little, little, little night dancin'
    Night, night, whoa night dancin'
    Hey just a little, little, little night dancin'

    Night, night, whoa night dancin'
    Hey just a little, little, little night dancin'
    Night, night, whoa night dancin'
    Hey just a little, little, little night dancin'



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Hot Rod Race No.2
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    Hot Rod Race No.2
    Composer(s): Arkie Shibley; Leon Kelley; Jackie Hayes
    Performer(s): Arkie Shibley



    Now me and my wife and my brother Joe
    are back home safe in San Pedro
    My tires are wore out 'n' my gas is low
    and my doggone Ford'll just barely go

    My twin pipes are busted, I'm really in a rut
    one carburetors a'leakin and the other one's stuck
    my overdrive's slippin, it won't stand the pace
    my oil she's a drippin' outta the busted crankcase

    The top is tore 'n' it shore does leak
    'n' the springs are stickin' up through the seat
    The wind blew in and chilled my bride
    but me and that Mercury stayed side by side

    Now she rattles and smokes like an old diesel truck
    I made it home though, I guess it was luck
    'cause my bearings were busted, my radiator too
    and my fan belt was broke 'bout half in two

    My brother's still pale 'n' my wife's still sick
    my old Ford's nothin' but a wreck
    but I don't worry for what the heck
    Me and that Mercury stayed neck-and-neck

    A Ford's a good car, and mighty fast too
    but this one is shot 'n' there's nothin' ta do
    so I thought it over and here's what I'll do
    I'm gonna trade it off, now wouldn't you?

    The guy that gets it, he's gonna be sore
    an' he won't like me any more
    but why should I worry, for what the heck
    me and that Mercury stayed neck-and-neck

    But we had a good race 'n' I'll remember the day
    that me and that Mercury went out to play
    an' there's one more thing I'd like to say
    don't try to beat a kid in a hopped-up Model-A



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    28-01-1996
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    A Little More Wine
    Composer(s): Chris Youlden
    Performer(s): Savoy Brown



    Oh, I'd be a rich man if I had all the money I owe
    But to have that much I oughta' help them sell my soul
    One and one make two, two and two make four
    That figure don't drive the rent man from the door

    Just got time for a little more wine
    Just got time for a little more wine

    One day I'll see my way to clear up the trouble and strife
    I'll get a little joy, a little joy in my life
    I think about the good times, the memories don't come [clear]
    I feel like I'm goin', I'm goin' just a little down [hill/here?]

    I just got time for a little more wine
    I just got time for a little more wine

    But when I do remember the hopes I used to have
    My face lights up and I crack a little smile
    When I reach the end of my workin' life
    I'll sit and say 'I wonder was it all worthwhile?'

    I just got time for a little more wine
    I just got time for a little more wine

    But when I do remember the hopes I used to have
    My face lights up and I crack a little smile
    When I reach the end of my workin' life
    I'll sit and say 'I wonder was it all worthwhile?'

    Just got time for a little more wine
    Just got time for a little more wine



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Hot Rod Race
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    Hot Rod Race
    Composer(s): George Wilson
    Performer(s): Arkie Shibley;
    and various other artists



    Now me and my wife and my brother Joe
    took off in my Ford from San Pedro
    We hadn't much gas 'n' the tires was low
    but the doggone Ford could really go

    Now along about the middle of the night
    we were rippin' along like white folks might
    when a Mercury behind he blinked his lights
    and he honked his horn and he flew outside

    We had twin pipes and a Columbia butt
    you people may think that I'm in a rut
    but to you folks who don't dig the jive
    that's two carburetors and an overdrive

    We made grease spots outta many good town
    and left the cops heads spinnin' round 'n' round
    They wouldn't chase, they'd run and hide
    but me and that Mercury stayed side by side

    Now we were Ford men and we likely knew
    that we would race until somethin' blew
    and we thought it over
    now, wouldn't you?

    I looked down at my lovely bride
    her face was blue, I thought she'd died
    We left streaks through towns about forty feet wide
    but me and that Mercury stayed side by side

    My brother was pale, he said he was sick
    he said he was just a nervous wreck
    But why should I worry, for what the heck
    me and that Mercury was still neck-and-neck

    Now on through the deserts we did glide
    a-flyin' low and a-flyin' wide
    me an' that Mercury was a-takin' a ride
    and we stayed exactly side by side

    Now I looked in my mirror and I saw somethin' comin'
    I thought it was a plane by the way it was a-runnin'
    It was a-hummin' along at a terrible pace
    and I knew right then it was the end of the race

    When it flew by us, I turned the other way
    the guy in the Mercury had nothin' to say
    for it was a kid, in a hopped up Model-A



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