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  • 07-08-1996
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    A Pub With No Beer
    ((Dutch Version: Café Zonder Bier (by Bobbejaan Schoepen))
    Composer(s): Gordon Parsons
    Performer(s): Slim Dusty
    and multiple other artists



    Oh it's lonesome away from your kindred and all
    By the campfire at night where the wild dingos call
    But there's nothin' so lonesome, so dull or so drear
    Than to stand in the bar of a pub with no beer

    Now the publican's anxious for the quota to come
    There's a faraway look on the face of the bum
    The maid's gone all cranky and the cook's acting queer
    What a terrible place is a pub with no beer

    The stockman rides up with his dry, dusty throat
    He breasts up to the bar, pulls a wad from his coat
    But the smile on his face quickly turns to a sneer
    When the barman says suddenly: "The pub's got no beer!"

    Then in comes the swagman, all covered with flies
    He throws down his roll, wipes the sweat from his eyes
    But when he is told he says, "What's this I hear?
    I've trudged fifty flamin' miles to a pub with no beer!"

    There's a dog on the verandah, for his master he waits
    But the boss is inside drinking wine with his mates
    He hurries for cover and he cringes in fear
    It's no place for a dog round a pub with no beer

    Old Billy, the blacksmith, the first time in his life
    Has gone home cold sober to his darling wife
    He walks in the kitchen; she says: "You're early, Bill dear"
    Then he breaks down and he tells her that the pub's got no beer

    So it's lonesome away from your kindred and all
    By the campfire at night where the wild dingos call
    But there's nothin' so lonesome, so dull or so drear
    Than to stand in the bar of a pub with no beer



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Hurt (Roy Hamilton)
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    Hurt
    Composer(s): Jimmy Crane; Al Jacobs
    Performer(s): Roy Hamilton;
    and various other artists



    I'm so hurt to think that you lied to me
    I'm hurt way down deep inside of me
    You said your love was true
    And we'd never, ever part
    Now you've found someone new
    And it breaks my heart

    I'm hurt, much more than you'll ever know
    Yes, Darling, I'm so hurt
    Because I still love you so
    And even though you hurt me
    Like nobody else could ever do
    I would never hurt, hurt you



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    06-08-1996
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    Hurt
    Composer(s): Trent Reznor
    Performer(s): Johnny Cash;
    and various other artists



    I hurt myself today
    To see if I still feel
    I focus on the pain
    The only thing that's real
    The needle tears a hole
    The old familiar sting
    Try to kill it all away
    But I remember everything
    What have I become?
    My sweetest friend
    Everyone I know
    Goes away in the end

    You could have it all
    My empire of dirt
    I will let you down
    I will make you hurt

    I wear my crown of shit
    On my liar's chair
    Full of broken thoughts
    I cannot repair
    Beneath the stain of time
    The feeling disappears
    You are someone else
    I am still right here
    What have I become?
    My sweetest friend
    Everyone I know
    Goes away in the end

    You could have it all
    My empire of dirt
    I will let you down
    I will make you hurt

    If I could start again
    A million miles away
    I would keep myself
    I would find a way



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    05-08-1996
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    À Propos De Mon Père
    Composer(s): M. Benoit - M. Mallory
    Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday



    Je l'ai inventé tout entier
    Il a fini par exister
    Je l'ai fabriqué comme j'ai pu
    Ce père que je n'ai jamais eu

    J'imagine ma main d'enfant
    À l'abri dans la main de grand
    Le seul homme en qui j'aurais cru
    Ce père que je n'ai jamais eu

    On m'a donné on m'a donné la vie
    Tant pis si je ne sais pas qui
    Je garderai la part du rêve
    J'en referai toute ma vie

    N'en parlez pas, n'y touchez pas
    Vous qui ne le connaissez pas
    Il n'y a qu'en moi qu'il ai vécu
    Ce père que je n'ai jamais eu

    Il est parti vers un horizon, vers l'oubli
    Il dort pour une longue nuit
    J'imaginerai tout le reste
    Oh! Et j'imaginerai sa vie

    Il était mon premier secret
    Et je disais qu'il existait
    Et j'ai menti tant que j'ai pu
    Pour ce père que je n'ai pas eu
    Oh! Pour ce père que je n'ai pas eu
    Oh! Pour ce père que je n'ai pas eu



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    Hurt
    Composer(s): Al Piantadosi; Harold Solomon
    Performer(s): Al Bowlly



    I’m hurt, ‘cos I believed in you
    Hurt, ‘cos you deceived me, true
    I forgive you, and you will always
    Live in all my memories

    I pray your every dream comes true
    That’s my fondest wish for you
    If you’re happy, then I congratulate you
    Though I feel so hurt



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    04-08-1996
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    What I Want Is A Proper Cup Of Coffee
    Composer(s): Bert Lee - R.P. Weston
    Performer(s): Trout Fishing In America



    A Sultan sat on his oriental mat, in his harem in downtown Persia
    He took a sip of coffee, just a drip, and he said to his servant Kersia
    "Ah, curse ya, curse ya, curse ya
    That's the worst cup of coffee in Persia!"

    "`Cause...
    All I want is a proper cup of coffee, made in a proper copper coffee pot
    I may be off my dot, but I want a proper coffee in a proper copper pot
    Iron coffee pots and tin coffee pots, they are no use to me!
    If I can't have a proper cup of coffee in a proper copper coffee pot, I'll have a cup of tea!"

    In days of old when knights and men were bold, and whiskey was much cheaper
    Burt Turpin rode to a coffee shop and showed his pistols to the keeper
    He said "Stand and deliver!
    Can't you see that I'm all a'quiver?"

    "`Cause...
    All I want is a proper cup of coffee, made in a proper copper coffee pot
    I may be off my dot, but I want a proper coffee in a proper copper pot
    Iron coffee pots and tin coffee pots, they are no use to me!
    If I can't have a proper cup of coffee in a proper copper coffee pot, I'll have a cup of tea!"

    When Bonaparte found that he was in the cart and he lost that Waterloo fight
    He gave his sword to Wellington, my Lord, and he said "Those British can't half fight
    Now you've had your Waterloo, sir, tell me what am I having with you, sir?"

    "`Cause...
    All I want is a proper cup of coffee, made in a proper copper coffee pot
    I may be off my dot, but I want a proper coffee in a proper copper pot
    Iron coffee pots and tin coffee pots, they are no use to me!
    If I can't have a proper cup of coffee in a proper copper coffee pot, I'll have a cup of tea!"

    Now King Solomon and his queen would carry on, so we heard in the ancient scandals
    He bought her lots of silver coffee pots with diamond legs and handles
    And said the Queen of Sheba, "I'd rather have any old tea-bag..."

    "`Cause...
    All I want is a proper cup of coffee, made in a proper copper coffee pot
    I may be off my dot, but I want a proper coffee in a proper copper pot
    Iron coffee pots and tin coffee pots, they are no use to me!
    If I can't have a proper cup of coffee in a proper copper coffee pot, I'll have a cup of tea!"

    "`Cause...
    All I want is a proper cup of coffee, made in a proper copper coffee pot
    I may be off my dot, but I want a proper coffee in a proper copper pot
    Iron coffee pots and tin coffee pots, they are no use to me!
    If I can't have a proper cup of coffee in a proper copper coffee pot, I'll have a cup of tea!"

    "`Cause...
    All I want is a proper cup of coffee, made in a proper copper coffee pot
    I may be off my dot, but I want a proper coffee in a proper copper pot
    Iron coffee pots and tin coffee pots, they are no use to me!
    If I can't have a proper cup of coffee in a proper copper coffee pot, I'll have a cup of tea!"



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    Hurry Up
    Composer(s): Sharon Sheeley
    Performer(s): Ritchie Valens



    Hurry up, before I get another date
    Hurry up, well it's gettin' awful late
    Well I told you when I walked you home
    And I told you on the telephone
    That I'd be here at a quarter to nine
    Oh little girl ain't you ever on time
    Nothin' bugs me baby like a-havin' to wait
    But it always seems to happen everytime we have a date
    Hurry up, well c'mon let's go
    Hurry up, we'll be late for the show
    Hurry up, oh yeah, hurry up

    We got to the movie baby wouldn't you know
    The only seats I saw were in the very last row
    I there sat down and I tried to watch the show
    When you look at your watch, you say c'mon let's go



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    03-08-1996
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    A Profound And Beautiful Sadness
    Composer(s): Derroll Adams
    Performer(s): Derroll Adams



    A profound and beautiful sadness
    Was the passage of all times
    I hear the wind - the rain is falling
    Through it all I hear time calling
    And years go by like a silent cry

    And there as a child my heart was thrilled
    And all the dreams that speak to me still
    And now my heart feels sad
    Memories too - so many bad
    A profound and beautiful sadness
    Was the passage of all times
    I hear the wind - the rain is falling
    Through it all I hear time calling
    And years go by like a silent cry

    And there as a child my heart was thrilled



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    Hurry Home To Me
    Composer(s): Bernie Wayne; Teddy Powell
    Performer(s): The Beverley Sisters



    I love you, I love you
    Oh how I love you
    I miss you, I miss you
    Hurry home to me

    I need you, I need you
    Oh how I need you
    My darling, my darling
    Hurry home to me

    My heart will keep yearning
    My love will keep burning
    Till you'll be returning
    Returning to me darling

    Remember, remember
    Always remember
    I love you, I love you
    Hurry home to me

    Darling I love you, love you
    Oh how I'm loving you
    Miss you, miss kissing you
    Hurry home to me

    My heart, my heart will yearn dear
    My love, my love will burn dear
    Till you'll be returning
    Returning to me darling

    Remember
    Always remember
    I love you, I love you
    Hurry home, never to roam
    From me



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    02-08-1996
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    A Product Of ...
    Performer(s): Thompson Twins



    I live alone
    Above the station
    A product of...
    My Lord's creation
    And in this town of disco heat
    The dancing of a thousand feet

    Nah Nah, Nah Nah, Nah Nah
    oh, oh, oh
    Nah Nah, Nah Nah, Nah

    Nah Nah, Nah Nah, Nah Nah
    oh, oh, oh
    Nah Nah, Nah Nah, Nah

    I work inside the children's city
    They treat me as the Lord and maker
    And in this town of stops and starts
    The beating of a thousand hearts

    Nah Nah, Nah Nah, Nah Nah
    oh, oh, oh
    Nah Nah, Nah Nah, Nah

    I can see
    Just by using my eyes I can see
    It's really no surprise in the park
    Along the pathway I can walk
    In a sullen way
    Late at night
    I'm walking back
    Funny music inside my head
    And when my imagination runs
    The shooting of a thousand guns

    Nah Nah, Nah Nah, Nah Nah
    oh, oh, oh
    Nah Nah, Nah Nah, Nah

    ('til the end of time)



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Hurricane (Pedro Aznar)

    Hurricane
    Composer(s): Kledir Ramil; Fogaça
    Performer(s): Pedro Aznar



    The clear waters of day shining over the wheat fields
    Mornings of grape and wine remembering times of peace
    The taste of cold at dawn, the bread warmer than the sun
    I think of the cold that now inhabits my heart

    There is, in the eyes of the people, the same great sadness
    because the arms of steel stop us like dams

    But what they don't know, what they will never know
    is that here in our land, from the mountains to the sea
    blows a light breeze that will become a hurricane
    Ah, but they don't know that one day it will be a hurricane

    Friend, keep your mind alive and alert to deceit
    that the right time, the precise moment, will come sooner or later
    May your little children know that it is a long and hard journey
    that neither pain, wood or time can bend a wild heart



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    01-08-1996
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    Prize Of Gold
    Composer(s): Hinen - Lee - Washington
    Performer(s): Joan Regan



    Why do people crave for fortune
    Everything their eyes behold
    What’s the good of fame and fortune
    Love is the prize of gold

    If you have the stars above you
    You’re the heir to wealth untold
    If you have someone to love you
    This is the prize of gold

    Without romance, the world would be
    A world without any charms
    While I have you and you have me
    We hold the world in our arms

    You have to have a heart to sing to
    After all your dreams grow old
    If we have our love to cling to
    We have the prize of gold

    Without romance, the world would be
    A world without any charms
    While I have you and you have me
    We hold the world in our arms



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Hurricane (Bob Dylan)
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    Hurricane Composer(s): Bob Dylan First release by: Bob Dylan - 1976 Covered by multiple other artists



    Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
    Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall
    She sees the bartender in a pool of blood
    Cries out, "My God, they killed them all!"
    Here comes the story of the Hurricane
    The man the authorities came to blame
    For somethin' that he never done
    Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
    The champion of the world

    Three bodies lyin' there does Patty see
    And another man named Bello, movin' around mysteriously
    "I didn't do it," he says, and he throws up his hands
    "I was only robbin' the register, I hope you understand
    I saw them leavin'," he says, and he stops
    "One of us had better call up the cops"
    And so Patty calls the cops
    And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin'
    In the hot New Jersey night

    Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
    Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin' around
    Number one contender for the middleweight crown
    Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
    When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
    Just like the time before and the time before that
    In Paterson that's just the way things go
    If you're black you might as well not show up on the street
    'Less you wanna draw the heat

    Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops
    Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin' around
    He said, "I saw two men runnin' out, they looked like middleweights
    They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates"
    And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head
    Cop said, "Wait a minute, boys, this one's not dead"
    So they took him to the infirmary
    And though this man could hardly see
    They told him that he could identify the guilty men

    Four in the mornin' and they haul Rubin in
    Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs
    The wounded man looks up through his one dyin' eye
    Says, "Wha'd you bring him in here for?
    He ain't the guy!"
    Yes, here's the story of the Hurricane
    The man the authorities came to blame
    For somethin' that he never done
    Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
    The champion of the world

    Four months later, the ghettos are in flame
    Rubin's in South America, fightin' for his name
    While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game
    And the cops are puttin' the screws to him, lookin' for somebody to blame
    "Remember that murder that happened in a bar?"
    "Remember you said you saw the getaway car?"
    "You think you'd like to play ball with the law?"
    "Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin' that night?"
    "Don't forget that you are white"

    Arthur Dexter Bradley said, "I'm really not sure"
    Cops said, "A poor boy like you could use a break
    We got you for the motel job and we're talkin' to your friend Bello
    Now you don't wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow
    You'll be doin' society a favor
    That sonofabitch is brave and gettin' braver
    We want to put his ass in stir
    We want to pin this triple murder on him
    He ain't no Gentleman Jim

    "Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
    But he never did like to talk about it all that much
    It's my work, he'd say, and I do it for pay
    And when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way
    Up to some paradise
    Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
    And ride a horse along a trail
    But then they took him to the jail house
    Where they try to turn a man into a mouse

    All of Rubin's cards were marked in advance
    The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance
    The judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums
    To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
    And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger
    No one doubted that he pulled the trigger
    And though they could not produce the gun
    The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed
    And the all-white jury agreed

    Rubin Carter was falsely tried
    The crime was murder "one," guess who testified?
    Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied
    And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride
    How can the life of such a man
    Be in the palm of some fool's hand?
    To see him obviously framed
    Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
    Where justice is a game

    Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
    Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
    While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
    An innocent man in a living hell
    That's the story of the Hurricane
    But it won't be over till they clear his name
    And give him back the time he's done
    Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
    The champion of the world



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    31-07-1996
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    A Prisoner Of The Past
    Composer(s): Paddy McAloon
    Performer(s): Prefab Sprout



    I'm a ghost to you now, I'm someone you don't really wish to see
    I'm a ghost to you now, a shadow since you turned your back on me
    Maybe you'll learn why it was I shook
    Baby your turn to wear the haunted look

    This ghost is here to stay
    I survived the blast
    Get Ready, get ready to pay
    I'm taking you at last
    A prisoner of the past
    This ghost is here to stay
    He survived the blast
    Get ready, get ready to say
    "I've found my niche at last
    A prisoner of the past"

    Anywhere that you go, I'm going to be the welcome there for you
    Everywhere that you go - be certain that the table's set for two!
    Maybe you'll learn - there's nowhere you can go
    Baby you'll turn - as white, as white as snow

    This ghost is here to stay
    I survived the blast
    Get Ready, get ready to pay
    I'm taking you at last
    A prisoner of the past
    This ghost is here to stay
    He survived the blast
    Get ready, get ready to say
    "I've found my niche at last
    A prisoner of the past"

    This ghost is here to stay
    I survived the blast
    Get Ready, get ready to pay
    I'm taking you at last
    A prisoner of the past



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    Hurlevent
    Composer(s): M. Cywie; P. Loiseau; G. Stern
    Performer(s): Dave



    Sur les hauts de Hurlevent, je suis venu souvent
    me promener parmi les pierres, et m'allonger dans la bruyère
    pour penser à toi... penser à toi

    Mais si le vent te fais peur, tu n'as plus rien à craindre
    je t'appendrais à l'aimer si tu viens me rejoindre

    Et nous ferons des hauts de Hurlevent
    un paradis d'amour où chantera le vent
    Nous graverons nos deux cœurs sur les vieux murs de pierres
    nous ouvrirons les fenêtres envahies par le lierre
    Et nous ferons des hauts de Hurlevent
    un paradis d'amour, qui défiera le temps

    Hurlevent n'attend que toi, et moi je reste là
    les yeux perdus vers l'horizon, je garde encore mes illusions
    tu viendras demain... tu viendras demain

    Mais si le vent te fais peur, tu n'as plus rien à craindre
    je t'appendrais à l'aimer si tu viens me rejoindre

    Et nous ferons des hauts de Hurlevent
    un paradis d'amour où chantera le vent
    Nous graverons nos deux cœurs sur les vieux murs de pierres
    nous ouvrirons les fenêtres envahies par le lierre
    Et nous ferons des hauts de Hurlevent
    un paradis d'amour, qui défiera le temps

    Nous ferons des hauts de Hurlevent
    un paradis d'amour où chantera le vent...
    Nous graverons nos deux cœurs sur les vieux murs de pierres
    nous ouvrirons les fenêtres envahies par le lierre
    Et nous ferons des hauts de Hurlevent
    un paradis d'amour, qui défiera le temps



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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    30-07-1996
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    A Primera Vista
    ((English & Portuguese Versions: At First Sight (by Pedro Aznar); A Primeira Vista (by Chico César))
    Composer(s): Chico César - Pedro Aznar
    Performer(s): Pedro Aznar



    Cuando no tenía nada deseé
    Cuando todo era ausencia esperé
    Cuando tuve frío temblé
    Cuando tuve coraje llamé

    Cuando llegó carta la abrí
    Cuando escuché a Prince (Salif Keita) bailé
    Cuando el ojo brilló entendí
    Cuando me crecieron alas volé

    Cuando me llamó allá fui
    Cuando me di cuenta estaba ahí
    Cuando te encontré me perdí
    En cuanto te vi me enamoré



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    Hurdy Gurdy Man
    Composer(s): Donovan
    Performer(s): Donovan



    Thrown like a star in my vast sleep
    I open my eyes to take a peep
    To find that I was by the sea
    Gazing with tranquillity
    'Twas then when the Hurdy Gurdy Man
    Came singing songs of love,
    Then when the Hurdy Gurdy Man
    Came singing songs of love
    Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, gurdy he sang
    Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, gurdy he sang
    Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, gurdy he sang
    Histories of ages past
    Unenlightened shadows cast
    Down through all eternity
    The crying of humanity
    'Tis then when the Hurdy Gurdy Man
    Comes singing songs of love
    Then when the Hurdy Gurdy Man
    Comes singing songs of love
    Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, gurdy he sang
    Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy
    Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, gurdy he sang
    Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, gurdy he sang
    Here comes the roly poly man and he's singing songs of love
    Roly poly, roly poly, roly poly, poly he sang
    Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, gurdy he sang
    Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, gurdy he sang?



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    29-07-1996
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    A Primeira Vista
    ((English & Spanish Versions: At First Sight (by Pedro Aznar); A Primera Vista (by Pedro Aznar))
    Composer(s): Chico César
    Performer(s): Chico César; Badi Assad



    Quando no tinha nada eu quis
    Quando tudo era ausncia esperei
    Quando tive frio tremi
    Quando tive coragem liguei

    Quando chegou carta abri
    Quando ouvi Prince dancei
    Quando o olho brilhou, entendi
    Quando criei asas, voei

    Quando me chamou eu vim
    Quando dei por mim tava aqui
    Quando lhe achei, me perdi
    Quando vi voc, me apaixonei

    Quando no tinha nada eu quis
    Quando tudo era ausncia esperei
    Quando tive frio tremi
    Quando tive coragem liguei

    Quando chegou carta abri
    Quando ouvi Salif Keita dancei
    Quando o olho brilhou, entendi
    Quando criei asas, voei

    Quando me chamou eu vim
    Quando dei por mim tava aqui
    Quando lhe achei, me perdi
    Quando vi voc, me apaixonei



    Categorie:Latin Songs

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    Hunting Tigers Out In "Indiah"
    Composer(s): Stanley Damerell; Evans; Hargreaves
    Performer(s): The Bonzo Dog Band



    With big, hungry tigers, table manners have no place
    Dear dear dear, no, dear dear dear, no, dear dear, oh dear, no
    After they have eaten you, they never say their Grace
    Dear dear dear, no, dear dear dear, no, dear dear, oh dear, no

    Hunting tigers can be ripping fun
    Like three blind mice, see the hunters run

    Hunting tigers out in "Indiah"
    Out in, out in, out in "Indiah"
    Yah!

    You all know how beastly tigers are
    Out in, out in, out in "Indiah"

    They bite, they scratch
    They make an awful fuss
    It's no use stroking them and saying "puss puss puss"
    Oh, hunting tigers out in "Indiah"
    Out in, out in, out in "Indiah"
    Yah!

    They bite, they scratch
    They make an awful fuss
    It's no use stroking them and saying "puss puss puss"
    Oh, hunting tigers out in "Indiah"
    Out in, out in, out in "Indiah"
    Yah!

    "I say, J.O., it's jolly frightening out here"
    "Nonsense, dear boy, you should be like me!"
    "But look at you, you're shaking all over!"
    "Shaking, you silly goose, I'm just doing the Watusi, that's all"

    Tigers don't go out on rainy nights
    They've no need to whet their appetites

    Hunting tigers out in "Indiah"
    Out in, out in, out in "Indiah"
    Yah!

    How many tigers can you find with forks and serviettes?
    Dear dear dear, no, dear dear dear, no, dear dear, oh dear, no
    Don't care in what part of you they fix their fretwork sets
    Dear dear dear, no, dear dear dear, no, dear dear, oh dear, no

    Hunting tigers can be ripping fun
    Like three blind mice, see the hunters run!
    Hunting tigers out in "Indiah"
    Out in, out in, out in "Indiah"
    Yah!
    Hunting tigers out in "Indiah"
    Out in, out in, out in "Indiah"
    Yah!



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    28-07-1996
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    At First Sight
    ((Portuguese & Spanish Versions: A Primeira Vista (by Chico César); A Primera Vista (by Pedro Aznar))
    Composer(s): Chico César - Pedro Aznar
    Performer(s): Pedro Aznar



    When I had nothing I desired
    When all was absence I waited
    When I was cold I trembled
    When I had the courage I called

    When the letter arrived I opened it
    When I heard Prince (Salif Keita) I danced
    When the eye sparkled I understood
    When I grew wings I flew

    When I was called, there I went
    When I took notice I was there
    When I found you I lost myself
    As soon as I saw you I fell in love



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