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  • 15-01-2000
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    American Woman
    Composer(s): Randy Bachman - Burton Cummings - Jim Kale - Garry Peterson
    First release by: The Guess Who - 1970
    Covered by multiple other artists



    American Woman, stay away from me
    American Woman, mama let me be
    Don't come a hangin' around my door
    I don't wanna see your face no more
    I got more important things to do
    Than spend my time growin' old with you
    Now Woman, I said stay away
    American Woman, listen what I say-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay

    American Woman, get away from me
    American Woman, mama let me be
    Don't come a knockin' around my door
    Don't wanna see your shadow no more
    Coloured lights can hypnotize
    Sparkle someone else's eyes
    Now Woman, I said get away
    American Woman, listen what I say-ay-ay-ay

    American Woman, said get away
    American Woman, listen what I say
    Don't come a hangin' around my door
    Don't wanna see your face no more
    I don't need your war machines
    I don't need your ghetto scenes
    Coloured lights can hypnotize
    Sparkle someone else's eyes
    Now Woman, get away from me
    American Woman, mama let me be

    Go, gotta get away, gotta get away now go, go, go
    I'm gonna leave you woman
    Gonna leave you woman
    Bye-bye Bye-bye Bye-bye Bye-bye
    You're no good for me
    I'm no good for you
    Gonna look you right in the eye
    Tell you what I'm gonna do
    You know I'm gonna leave
    You know I'm gonna go
    You know I'm gonna leave
    You know I'm gonna go-o, woman
    I'm gonna leave you woman
    Goodbye American Woman
    Goodbye American chick



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    Move On
    Composer(s): Betty Thatcher
    Performer(s): Terry Sullivan



    As the night begins to fade
    And time turns the page
    Now I'm alive for another day
    We're alive for another day

    Do you wonder what could be?
    Do you dream to be the wise
    Can we fix the mess that we've made
    And fix the mess we've made

    And to stand the test of time
    But never get to rewind
    You turn in face to give
    But first you've got to give

    To move on
    (never get, never get to rewind)

    From the eyes of a child
    From that simple smiling face
    ???
    But nothing else has changed

    And to stand the test of time
    But never get to rewind
    You turn in face to give
    But first you got to give

    To move on
    (never get to rewind)
    On and on and on
    (never get, never get to rewind)

    To move on
    ???
    Move on
    Move on

    To stand the test of time
    But never get to rewind
    To turn in face to give
    But first you got to give

    To move on
    On and on and on

    To move on
    On and on and on
    On and on and on
    (never get to rewind)

    To move on (moving on)
    On and on and on
    (moving on)

    To move on
    On and on and on
    (never get to rewind)

    To Move on
    On and on and on

    To move on
    On and on and on ...



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    14-01-2000
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    American Tune
    ((Italian Version: Canzone Italiana (by Bruno Lauzi) - 1973))
    Composer(s): Paul Simon
    First release by: Paul Simon - 1973
    Covered by multiple other artists



    Many's the time I've been mistaken
    And many times confused
    Yes, and often felt forsaken
    And certainly misused

    Ah, but I'm all right, I'm all right
    I'm just weary to my bones
    Still you don't expect to be
    Bright and bon vivant
    So far away from home
    So far away from home

    And I don't know a soul who's not been battered
    I don't have a friend who feels at ease
    I don't know a dream that's not been shattered
    or driven to its knees

    But it's all right, it's all right
    For we lived so well so long
    Still when I think of the road we're traveling on
    I wonder what's gone wrong
    I can't help it, I wonder what's gone wrong

    And I dreamed I was dying
    And I dreamed that my soul rose unexpectedly
    And looking back down at me
    Smiled reassuringly

    And I dreamed I was flying
    High up above my eyes could clearly see
    The Statue of Liberty
    Sailing away to sea
    And I dreamed I was flying

    For we come on the ship they call the Mayflower
    Come on the ship that sailed the moon
    We come in the age's most uncertain hours
    and sing an American tune

    Ah and it's all right
    it's all right, it's all right
    You can't be forever blessed
    Still tomorrow's going to be another working day
    And I'm trying to get some rest
    That's all, I'm trying to get some rest



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    Wringle Wrangle
    Performer(s): Fess Parker



    (Whip sound) Get up there, H'ya (whip sound)
    Oooh Oooh

    Oh wringle wrangle
    Jingy jong jangle (whistle, whip)
    Mighty fine horse
    I'm in love of course
    'Cause I got me a pretty woman's love

    Wringle wrangle
    Jingy jong jangle (whistle, whip)
    Spurs on my boots
    And I don't give a hoot
    'Cause I got me a pretty woman's love

    With a dollar's worth of beans,
    And a new pair of jeans
    Got a woman to cook and wash...and things

    Oh wringle wrangle
    Jingy jong jangle (whistle, whip)
    If I die
    I ain't-a gonna cry
    'Cause I got me a pretty woman's love

    Wringle wrangle
    Wringle wrangle
    Yes, I got me a pretty woman's love

    Wringle wrangle
    Wringle wrangle
    Wringle
    Jingy jong jangle

    Oooh wringle wrangle
    Jingy jong jangle (whistle,whip)
    Mighty fine horse
    I'm in love of course
    'Cause I got me a pretty woman's love

    Oh wringle wrangle
    Jingy jong jangle (whistle, whip) Get on there
    Spurs on my boots
    And I don't give a hoot
    'Cause I got me a pretty woman's love

    Got a dollar's worth of beans,
    And a new pair of jeans
    Got a woman to cook and wash...and things

    Oh wringle wrangle
    Jingy jong jangle (whistle, whip)
    If I die
    I ain't-a gonna cry
    'Cause I got me a pretty woman's love

    Wringle wrangle
    Yes, I got me a pretty woman's love

    Wringle wrangle
    Wringle wrangle (whistle, whip)
    Get up there, H'ya (whip)



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    13-01-2000
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    American Pie ((aka The Saga Begins (by "Weird Al" Yankovic) - 1999))
    Composer(s): Don McLean
    First release by: Don McLean - 1971
    Covered by multiple other artists



    A long, long time ago
    I can still remember how that music used to make me smile
    And I knew if I had my chance
    That I could make those people dance
    And maybe they'd be happy for a while.

    But February made me shiver
    With every paper I'd deliver
    Bad news on the doorstep
    I couldn't take one more step

    I can't remember if I cried
    When I read about his widowed bride
    But something touched me deep inside
    The day the music died

    So bye-bye, Miss American Pie
    Drove my Chevy to the levee
    But the levee was dry
    And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
    Singing this'll be the day that I die
    This'll be the day that I die

    Did you write the Book of Love
    And do you have faith in God above
    If the Bible tells you so
    Do you believe in rock 'n roll
    Can music save your mortal soul
    And can you teach me how to dance real slow

    Well, I know that you're in love with him
    'Cause I saw you dancing in the gym
    You both kicked off your shoes
    Man, I dig those rhythm and blues

    I was a lonely teenage broncing buck
    With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
    But I knew I was out of luck
    The day the music died
    I started singing

    Bye-bye, Miss American Pie
    Drove my Chevy to the levee
    But the levee was dry
    And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
    Singing this'll be the day that I die
    This'll be the day that I die

    Now for ten years we've been on our own
    And moss grows fat on a rolling stone
    But that's not how it used to be
    When the jester sang for the King and Queen
    In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
    And a voice that came from you and me

    Oh, and while the King was looking down
    The jester stole his thorny crown
    The courtroom was adjourned
    No verdict was returned
    And while Lennon read a book of Marx
    The quartet practised in the park
    And we sang dirges in the dark
    The day the music died
    We were singing

    So bye-bye, Miss American Pie
    Drove my Chevy to the levee
    But the levee was dry
    And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
    Singing this'll be the day that I die
    This'll be the day that I die

    Helter Skelter in a summer swelter
    The Byrds flew off with a fallout shelter
    Eight miles high and falling fast
    It landed foul out on the grass
    The players tried for a forward pass
    With the jester on the sidelines in a cast

    Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
    While the Sergeants played a marching tune
    We all got up to dance
    Oh, but we never got the chance
    'Cause the players tried to take the field
    The marching band refused to yield
    Do you recall what was revealed
    The day the music died
    We started singing

    So bye-bye, Miss American Pie
    Drove my Chevy to the levee
    But the levee was dry
    And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
    Singing this'll be the day that I die
    This'll be the day that I die

    Oh, and there we were all in one place
    A generation Lost in Space
    With no time left to start again
    So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
    Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
    'Cause fire is the Devil's only friend

    Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
    My hands were clenched in fists of rage
    No angel born in hell
    Could break that Satan's spell
    And as the flames climbed high into the night
    To light the sacrificial rite
    I saw Satan laughing with delight
    The day the music died
    He was singing

    So bye-bye, Miss American Pie
    Drove my Chevy to the levee
    But the levee was dry
    And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
    Singing this'll be the day that I die
    This'll be the day that I die

    I met a girl who sang the blues
    And I asked her for some happy news
    But she just smiled and turned away
    I went down to the sacred store
    Where I'd heard the music years before
    But the man there said the music wouldn't play

    And in the streets the children screamed
    The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
    But not a word was spoken
    The church bells all were broken
    And the three men I admire most
    The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
    They caught the last train for the coast
    The day the music died
    And they were singing

    So bye-bye, Miss American Pie
    Drove my Chevy to the levee
    But the levee was dry
    And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
    Singing this'll be the day that I die
    This'll be the day that I die

    They were singing bye-bye, Miss American Pie
    Drove my Chevy to the levee
    But the levee was dry
    Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
    Singing this'll be the day that I die



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    Wrecking Ball
    Composer(s): Neil Young
    Originally performed by: Neil Young
    Covered by: Emmylou Harris



    My life's an open book, you read it on the radio
    We've got no where to hide, we got no where to go
    But' if you still decide you want to take a ride

    Meet me at the Wrecking ball
    Wrecking Ball, I'll wear something pretty and white
    And we'll go dancing tonight
    Meet me at the Wrecking Ball
    Wrecking Ball, I'll wear something pretty and white
    And we'll go dacing tonight

    I see smokey eyes right across the bar
    I've seen that look before shining from star to star
    Though I can't take that chance
    If you've got time for one dance

    The restless line of cars goes stretching down the road
    But I won't telephone çause you might say hello
    What is it makes me feel this way
    What is it makes me want to say



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    12-01-2000
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    The Saga Begins
    ((Adapted from: American Pie (by Don McLean) - 1971))
    Composer(s): Don McLean - "Weird Al" Yankovic
    Performer(s): "Weird Al" Yankovic - 1999



    A long long time ago
    in a galaxy far away
    Naboo was under an attack
    And I thought me and Qui-Gon Jinn
    Could talk the Federation into
    Maybe cutting them a little slack
    But their response, it didn't thrill us
    They locked the doors and tried to kill us
    We escaped from that gas
    Then met Jar Jar and Boss Nass
    We took a bongo from the scene
    And we went to Theed to see the queen
    We all wound up on Tatooine
    That's where we found this boy...

    Oh my my, this here Anakin guy
    May be Vader someday later - now he's just a small fry
    And he left his home and kissed his mommy goodbye
    Sayin' "Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi"
    "Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi"

    Did you know this junkyard slave
    Isn't even old enough to shave
    But he can use the Force they say
    Ahh, do you see him hitting on the queen
    Though he's just nine and she's fourteen
    Yeah, he's probably gonna marry her someday
    Well, I know he built C-3PO
    And I've heard how fast his pod can go
    And we were broke, it's true
    So we made a wager or two
    He was a prepubescent flyin' ace
    And the minute Jabba started off that race
    Well, I know who would win first place
    Oh yes, it was our boy

    We started singin'... My my, this here Anakin guy
    May be Vader someday later - now he's just a small fry
    And he left his home and kissed his mommy goodbye
    Sayin' "Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi"
    "Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi"

    Now we finally got to Coruscant
    The Jedi Council we knew would want
    To see how good the boy could be
    So we took him there and we told the tale
    How his midi-chlorians were off the scale
    And he might fulfill that prophecy
    Oh, the Council was impressed, of course
    Could he bring balance to the Force?
    They interviewed the kid
    Oh, training they forbid
    Because Yoda sensed in him much fear
    And Qui-Gon said, "Now listen here
    Just stick it in your pointy ear
    I still will teach this boy"

    He was singin'... My my, this here Anakin guy
    May be Vader someday later - now he's just a small fry
    And he left his home and kissed his mommy goodbye
    Sayin' "Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi"
    "Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi"

    We caught a ride back to Naboo
    'Cause Queen Amidala wanted to
    I frankly would've liked to stay
    We all fought in that epic war
    And it wasn't long at all before
    Little Hotshot flew his plane and saved the day
    And in the end some Gungans died
    Some ships blew up and some pilots fried
    A lot of folks were croakin'
    The battle droids were broken
    And the Jedi I admire most
    Met up with Darth Maul and now he's toast
    Well, I'm still here and he's a ghost
    I guess I'll train this boy

    And I was singin'... My my, this here Anakin guy
    May be Vader someday later - now he's just a small fry
    And he left his home and kissed his mommy goodbye
    Sayin' "Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi"
    "Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi"
    We were singin'... My my, this here Anakin guy
    May be Vader someday later - now he's just a small fry
    And he left his home and kissed his mommy goodbye
    Sayin' "Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi"



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    Wreck Of The Hesperus
    Composer(s): Matthew Fisher; Keith Reid
    Performer(s): Procol Harum; John Tabacco



    We'll hoist a hand
    becalmed upon a troubled sea
    'Make haste to your funeral
    ' cries the Valkyrie
    We'll hoist a hand or drown
    amidst this stormy sea
    'Here lies a coffin,' cries the cemetery
    it calls to me
    And all for nothing quite in vain
    was hope forever tossed
    No thoughts explained, no moments gained
    all hope forever lost
    One moment's space
    one moment's final fall from grace
    Burnt by fire, blind in sight, lost in ire

    We'll hoist a hand
    becalmed upon a troubled sea
    I fear a mighty wave is threatening me
    We'll hoist a hand, or drown
    amidst this stormy sea
    'Come follow after,' cry the humble
    'You will surely see ...'
    But still for nothing quite in vain
    was hope forever tossed
    No moments gained, no thoughts explained
    all hope forever lost
    One moment's space
    one moment's final fall from grace
    Burnt by fire, blind in sight, lost in ire



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    11-01-2000
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    American Music
    Composer(s): Dave Alvin - Parker McGee
    Performer(s): The Pointer Sisters
    and multiple other artists



    Well the rock still rolls
    The beat goes on
    After all of this time
    The faces change but the song's the same
    So roll over Mister Dylan for the next in line

    They want American music
    For drivin' with the radio
    She said I know that I would be alright
    If I could just make somebody my baby tonight
    American music
    For dancin' with the stereo
    Oh do what you like
    Feel what you feel
    The music is right
    Well it almost feels real American
    From the purple peaks to the city streets
    People searching for the rock and roll scene
    The power of the pounding beat
    The magic in the dream

    They want American music
    For trav'lin' with the radio
    She said I know that I would be alright
    If I could just make somebody my baby tonight
    American music
    For dancin' with the stereo
    Oh do what you like
    Feel what you feel
    The music is right
    Well it almost feels real American

    Just when you think that you've heard enough
    Well somebody say turn it up
    Turn it up, turn it up



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    Wreck Of The Hesperus
    Composer(s): George Harrison
    Performer(s): George Harrison



    I'm not the wreck of the Hesperus
    feel more like the Wall of China
    getting old as Methuselah, feel tall as the Eiffel Tower
    I'm not a power or attorney but I can rock as good as Gibraltar
    Ain't no more no spring chicken, been plucked but I'm still kicking
    But it's alright, it's alright

    Poison penmen sneak, have no nerve to speak, make up lies then they leak ‘em out
    Behind a pseudonym, the rottenness in them, reaching out trying to touch me

    Met some Oscars and Tonys, I slipped on a pavement oyster
    met a snake climbing ladders, got out of the line of fire
    But it's alright, it's alright

    Brainless writers gossip nonsenses to others heads dense as they is
    It's the same old malady, what they see is faulty

    I'm not the wreck of the Hesperus, feel more like Big Bill Broonzy
    Getting old as my mother, but I tell you I got some company
    But it's alright, it's alright
    But it's alright, it's alright…



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    10-01-2000
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    American Hearts
    Composer(s): Dominic Bugatti - Frank Musker
    Performer(s): Air Supply; Billy Ocean



    They were married in September back in 1969
    They travelled, these two Indians
    To find some peace of mind
    They stood for love and freedom
    They were children of their time oh oh

    They lived in a world that was cold and uncaring
    They swore they would change it
    with loving and shareing
    They'll never live like their parents have done
    Their innocence shone like the sun

    American hearts, so filled with emotion
    American hearts, so easily broken

    Now they've got a family and a cottage in the hills
    He's always working late to pay the mortgage and the bills
    And she has trouble sleeping
    So the doctor gives her pills oh oh

    Who are these strangers who used to be lovers
    Now they've got nothing to say to each other
    Too far apart to discuss their mistakes
    They filed for divorce and it breaks their

    American hearts, so fiIled with emotion
    American hearts, so easily broken

    Ah - American hearts
    Ah - American hearts, American hearts

    Now that it's over they'll each go on living
    Never forgetting but somehow forgiving
    They'll care for their children protect them with pride
    And that's how their dream will survive in

    American hearts, so filled with emotion
    American hearts, so easily broken

    American hearts, so filled with emotion
    American hearts, so easily broken



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    Wreck Of The Carlos Rey
    Composer(s): D. Hidalgo; L. Pérez
    Performer(s): Los Lobos; The Sidekicks



    Fifteen travelin' to work the fields
    Toil in factories and sweat those deals
    Set out to sail from Santa Rosalie
    I left you a note tacked to a tree

    I'm yours carino
    I'll return one day
    Now I'm leavin' on the Carlos Rey

    Four cruel days under stormy skies
    Not much bread to keep us alive
    The wind kicked up and the rain come down
    And then we all heard a terrible sound

    I'm yours carino
    Nothin' more to say
    I'm lost in the wreck of the Carlos Rey

    Struggled against the poor weather tie
    Fetched my bag with your picture inside
    But my heart did break as it slipped away
    Disappearin' into the gray

    I'm yours carino
    I'm gone to stay
    Down in the wreck of the Carlos Rey

    In the dark and cold I let you go
    With the hard cold work that I took on
    I sleep in a bed of salt and sand
    And I dream sweet dreams of takin' your hand

    I'm yours carino
    I'm gone away
    Down in the wreck of the Carlos Rey



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    09-01-2000
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    American Girl
    Composer(s): Tom Petty
    First release by: Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers - 1976
    Covered by multiple other artists



    Well, she was an American girl
    Raised on promises
    She couldn't help thinking that there was a little more to life
    Somewhere else
    After all it was a great big world
    With lots of places to run to
    And if she had to die
    Tryin', she
    Had one little promise she was gonna keep

    Oh yeah, alright
    Take it easy, baby
    Make it last all night
    She was an American girl

    Well, it was kind of cold that night
    She stood alone on the balcony
    Yeah, she could hear the cars roll by
    Out on four forty one like
    Waves crashing on the beach
    And for one des'rate moment there
    He crept back in her memory
    God, it's so painful when something that's so close
    Is still so far out of reach

    Oh yeah, alright
    Take it easy, baby
    Make it last all night
    She was an American girl



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    Wrapping Paper
    Composer(s): Pete Brown; Jack Bruce
    Performer(s): Cream



    Wrapping paper in the gutter
    Moving slowly as the wind on the sea
    (Faces calling, waves moving)
    In your picture on a wall of a house of old times
    (Can you hear me) Can you hear me
    (Can you hear me) Wandering sadly?
    In the city, feeling pretty
    Down and out and making love to you
    On the shore, (ruined buildings, faces empty)
    In the picture as I gaze ahead and don't see
    (That they're calling) That they're calling
    (That they're calling) Wandering sadly
    Shattered windows, stairs to nowhere
    (Hear you calling) Hear you calling,
    (Hear you calling) As I wander so sadly
    Wish I knew what you'd done to me
    Turned me on to things I never knew
    It's all broken, weeds are growing
    Wish I was going home to the house by the shore
    (Where you loved me) Where you loved me
    (Where you loved me) Loved me so sadly
    Someday I'll get back, somehow I'll do it
    I'll arrive there and you'll be there to meet me
    (Walk together, tread the weeds down)
    Kiss again in the picture on the wall
    (Where I loved you) In the old house
    (Where I loved you) Loved you so well



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    08-01-2000
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    American Eagles
    Composer(s): Irving Berlin



    Eagles
    American eagles
    America sings
    Of her wings
    In the sky

    Eagles
    American eagles
    America's strong
    Just as long
    As they fly

    (Give us some)
    More bombers to attack with
    More bombers till the skies are black with

    Eagles
    American eagles
    America sings
    Of her kings
    In the sky



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Wrapped Around Your Finger
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    Wrapped Around Your Finger
    Spanish Title: Estaré Prendido En Tus Dedos
    Composer(s): Sting
    Originally performed by: The Police
    Covered by various other artists



    You consider me the young apprentice
    Caught between the scylla and charibdes
    Hypnotized by you if I should linger
    Staring at the ring around your finger

    I have only come here seeking knowledge
    Things they wouldn't teach me of in college
    I can see the destiny you sold
    Turned into a shining band of gold

    I'll be wrapped around your finger
    I'll be wrapped around your finger

    Mephistopheles is not your name
    But I know what you're up to just the same
    I will listen hard to your tuition
    And you will see it come to its fruition

    I'll be wrapped around your finger
    I'll be wrapped around your finger

    Devil and the deep blue sea behind me
    Vanish in the air you'll never find me
    I will turn your face to alabaster
    Then you will find your servant is your master

    And you'll be wrapped around my finger
    You'll be wrapped around your finger
    You'll be wrapped around your finger



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    07-01-2000
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    American Dream
    Composer(s): Neil Young
    Performer(s): Crosby, Stills & Nash



    I used to see you on every T.V.
    Your smiling face looked back at me
    I used to see you on every T.V.
    Your smiling face looked back at me
    Then they caught you with the girl next door
    People's money piled on the floor
    Accusations that you try to deny
    Revelations and rumors begin to fly

    Now you think about reaching out
    Maybe get some help from above
    Now you think about reaching out
    Maybe get some help from above
    Reporters crowd around your house
    Going through your garbage like a pack of hounds
    Speculating what they may find out
    It don't matter now, you're all washed up

    You wake up in the middle of the night
    Your sheets are wet and your face is white
    You tried to make a good thing last
    How could something so good, go bad, so fast?

    American dream, American dream
    American dream, American dream

    Don't know when things went wrong
    Might have been when you were young and strong
    Don't know when things went wrong
    Might have been when you were young and strong
    Reporters crowd around your house
    Going through your garbage like a pack of hounds
    Speculating what they may find out
    It don't matter now, you're all washed up

    Don't know when things went wrong
    Might have been when you were young and strong
    American dream, American dream
    Don't know when things went wrong
    Might have been when you were young and strong
    American dream, American dream



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Wrap Your Troubles In Dreams (And Dream Your Troubles Away)
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    Wrap Your Troubles In Dreams (And Dream Your Troubles Away)
    Composer(s): Harry Barris; Ted Koehler; Billy Moll
    Performer(s): Bing Crosby;
    and various other artists



    When skies are cloudy and grey
    They're only grey for a day
    So wrap your troubles in dreams
    And dream your troubles away
    Until that sunshine peeps through
    There's only one thing to do
    Just wrap your troubles in dreams
    And dream your troubles away
    Your castles may tumble
    That's Fate after all
    Life's really funny that way
    No use to grumble
    Just smile as they fall
    Weren't you King for a day?
    Say!
    Just remember that sunshine
    Always follows the rain
    So wrap your troubles in dreams
    And dream your troubles away



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    06-01-2000
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    American Boy
    Composer(s): Eddie Rabbitt
    Performer(s): Eddie Rabbitt



    I wanna live in a place where they name their kids Billy
    Turn on the radio, and hear my man Willie
    Friday night football, stand up and cheer
    Go where I wanna go, I'm a free man here!

    I'm an American boy
    Drive me a Chevy, ain't got no Peugeot
    My older brother was a GI Joe
    Red White and Blue from my head to my toes

    I'm an American boy

    My little brother watches Saturday morning cartoons
    I mow the front lawn, in the afternoon
    Fixin' up my car, workin' for a livin'
    Drive down to the seashore, lookin' at the pretty women

    I'm an American boy
    Drive me a Chevy, ain't got no Peugeot
    My older brother was a GI Joe
    Red White and Blue from my head to my toes

    I'm an American boy
    (voice mix including Martin Luther King Jr.)
    I'm an American boy
    (I buy American)
    I'm an American boy
    (Yes I am)
    I'm an American boy
    (I'll die an American)

    I'm an American boy
    Drive me a Chevy, ain't got no Peugeot
    My older brother was a GI Joe
    Red White and Blue from my head to my toes

    I'm an American boy
    (I buy American)
    I'm an American boy
    (I'll die an American)
    I'm an American boy
    I'm an American boy
    (Coast to coast)
    I'm an American boy
    (Just like apple pie baby)
    I'm an American boy
    Yeah
    I'm an American boy
    Eye eye I'm an American boy
    I'm an American boy



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    Wrap Your Arms Around Me
    Dutch Title: Sla Je Arm Om Me Heen
    Composer(s): Mike Chapman; Holly Knight
    Originally performed by: Agnetha Fältskog
    Covered by various other artists



    Wrap your arms around me...

    When you´re so far away
    At the end of each day
    Counting the moments till you fade away
    Inside my soul
    Under passion´s control
    Are feelings I can´t find the words to explain
    Just like the first time I´m helpless again

    Chorus:
    Wrap your arms around me
    Let your love surround me
    Make love to me now like never before
    Wrap your arms around me
    From the day you found me
    You´ll never be alone

    The nights are so cold
    With just your memory to hold
    I´ve tried to be strong, reaching out holding on
    Alone in my bed
    I cling to each word you said
    Wanting you more everyday we´re apart
    And each precious moment is safe in my heart

    Chorus

    Tag mig i din famn/Take me in your arms
    Hall om mig/Hold me
    Du är den, bara du/You are the one, only you
    Jag vill wara hos dig/I want to be with you
    Vi hör tillsammans/We belong together
    Vi var sa nära/We were so close
    Nätterna är sa kalla/The nights are so cold
    Vill vara hos dig/Want to be with you
    Saknar dig hur som helst/Miss you anyway
    Jag vill vara hos dig/I want to be with you
    Hall om mig, älska mig, älska mig/Hold me, love me, love me

    Just like the first time I´m helpless again...

    Chorus

    Wrap your arms around me
    And you´ll never be alone
    Wrap your arms around me
    You´ll never be alone
    No, you´ll never be alone



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