Amused As Always
Composer(s): Billy Mackenzie - Alan Rankine
Performer(s): The Associates



Praise be to chance
For meeting us here
We cannot dance
We dance by ear

Feet tap in time
Out in the streets
We walk in straight lines
Like some naval fleet

And still we're trying to find some interesting things to say
Let's talk of a manor or the affluent way
For what its worth amused as always
Amused as always

Don't be so sure
Of days in advance
They might never come
Praise be to chance

Praise be to chance
For setting no rules
The chance it might take
May never be cruel

And still we're trying to find some interesting things to say
Let's talk of a manor or the affluent way
For what its worth amused as always
Amused as always
Amused
Amused as always

Praise be to chance
For meeting us here
We cannot dance...

Dance On 
French Title: Je Me Sens Bien (Auprès De Toi)
Performer(s): Kathy Kirby



Don’t talk of love right now, dance on
Although the lights are low, forget it
Wait until we're alone, wait until we go home
Come on please, I don’t tease
Just dance on

Don't try and kiss me now, dance on
You might be feeling quite romantic
But I'll dance cheek to cheek
Or we’ll miss every beat     
Just dance on

Give me the sweet talk when we're leaving
From midnight on it's worth believing

You know the night has just begun
And while the music keeps on playing
Hold me close, hold me near
And I promise you’ll hear
How the beat of my heart will dance on

Give me the sweet talk when we're leaving
From midnight on it's worth believing

You know the night has just begun
And while the music keeps on playing
Hold me close, hold me near
And I promise you’ll hear
How the beat of my heart will dance on

Amurkiriki
Performer(s): Les Paul & Mary Ford



Amurkiriki, amukiriki, amukiriki 
The Lord willing I'll be with you 
A distant journey, a safe tomorrow 
Amukiriki 
Then you'll hold me as I always want you to 

In Mexico, amukiriki is as old as Mexico 
and it means the Lord be willing 
If the Lord shall will it so 
Only then will there be harvest 
Only then will rivers flow 
No ore adios to you 
I'll be close to you 
If the Lord shall will it so 

So I say "amukiriki" with you 
Deep inside my heart 
Knowing that the Lord be willing 
We won't always be apart 
After many purple twilight's 
We still see a morning glow 
and I will run to you 
Bring the sun to you 
If the Lord shall will it so

Dance Of Love
Composer(s): Mick Jacques; Norma Tager; Darryl Way
Performer(s): Curved Air



Take me from this crowded room
Give me room to hold you close
Hold so close to come unfold
Take my body with your soul
Loose yourself inside my arms
Two as one can steal the stars
Torn and free, beyond control
Take my body with your soul

Do the dance
the dance of love
Dance of love
Do the dance
the dance of love
Dance with me

Touching deep, we feel the world
Reaching deep inside ourselves
Cutting loose from roots of home
Scattered winds, the winds of change
Weightlessly, we drift in sleep
Drifting circles of our dream
Dreams of love, beyond control
Take my body with your soul

Do the dance
the dance of love
Dance of love
Do the dance
the dance of love
Dance with me

Do the dance
the dance of love
Dance of love
Do the dance
the dance of love
Dance with me
Do the dance
the dance of love
Dance of love
Do the dance
the dance of love
Dance with me

Amstramgram
Composer(s): Jacques Larue
Performer(s): Dalida



Amstramgram, amstramgram pique et pique et colégram
Si tu t'y colles t'iras en bateau jusqu'à Pékin dans un sabot
Ah! mesdames, ah! mesdames voir la Chine quel joli programme
Mais ce voyage nous le ferons quand, quand les, quand les poules auront des dents
Amstramgram, amstramgram pique et pique et colégram
Si tu l'y colles, tu changeras demain, tous les cailloux, en petits pains
Ah! mesdames, ah! mesdames sur les routes quel joli programme
Mais ce miracle nous le verrons quand?
Quand les, quand les poules auront des dents

Amstramgram, amstramgram pique et pique et colégram
Si tu t'y colles partout tu paieras avec des pièces en chocolat
Ah! mesdames, ah! mesdames pour bien vivre quel joli programme
Mais ce beau rêve nous le verrons quand?
Quand les, quand les poules auront des dents

Amstramgram, amstramgram pique et pique et colégram
Si tu t'y colles demain les parents seront plus sages que les enfants
Ah! mesdames, ah! mesdames pour le monde quel joli programme
Essayons vite de le suivre avant que les, que les poules aient des dents
Amstramgram, amstramgram pique et pique et colégram
Amstramgram, amstramgram pique et pique et colégram...

Zorba's Dance
Composer(s): Mikis Theodorakis
First performance by: Mikis Theodorakis Popular Orch. - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1965 - La Danse De Zorba (by Henri Salvador)
1965 - La Danza Di Zorba (by Dalida)



When the music starts to play
It makes the troubles go away
It makes my heartache disappear
And I forget he isn't here
I forget about the past
About the dreams that didn't last
Suddenly my heart is gay
My head is spinning like a top
When the music starts to play 
Oh never, never let it stop

He said
he'd call
But he forgot
Though I
Loved him
He loves me not
So what
I will do as they say
Dance my troubles away

I loved
A boy
But he is gone
The joys
That I
Counted upon
He's gone
So I do as they say
Dance my troubles away

When the music starts to play
It makes the troubles go away
Trouble, trouble go away
And never come another day
It makes the heartaches disappear
And I forget he isn't here
The magic in the atmosphere
Makes me forget he isn't here
I forget about the past
About the dreams that didn't last
About the words of love he spoke
About the promises he broke
About the other girl he found
And as I'm dancing round and round
Suddenly my heart is gay
My head is spinning like a top
When the music starts to play
Oh never, never let it stop

Amsterdam
((Adapted from: Amsterdam (by Jacques Brel) - 1964))
Composer(s): Jacques Brel - Mort Shuman
Performer(s): Scott Walker - 1967
and multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1969 - Amsterdam (by Liesbeth List)
1984 - Amsterdam (by Saara Pakkasvirta)
1998 - Amsterdam (In Het Havenkwartier) (by Will Ferdy)
2002 - Amsterdam (Duilio Del Prete)
2007 - Amsterdam (by Herman van den Berg)



In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sings
Of the dreams that he brings
From the wide open sea

In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sleeps
While the riverbank weeps
To the old willow tree

In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who dies
Full of beer, full of cries
In the drunken town fight

In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who's born
On a hot muggy morn
By the dawn's early light

In the port of Amsterdam
Where the sailors all meet
There's a sailor who eats
Only fish head and tails
And he'll show you his teeth
That have rotted too soon
That can haul up the sails
That can swallow the moon
And he yells to the cook
With his arms open wide
Hey! bring me more fish
Throw it down by my side
And he once sought to belch
But he's too full to try
So he stands up and laughs
And he zips up his fly

In the port of Amsterdam
You can see the sailors dance
And they're bursting their pants
Grinding women to porch
They've forgotten the tune
That their whiskey voice croaked
Splitting the night with the
Roar of their jokes
And they turn and they dance
And they laugh and they lust
Til the rancid sound of the
Accordion bursts and then
Out of the night
With their pride in their pants
And the sluts that they tow
Underneath the street lamps

In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who drinks
And he drinks
And he drinks
And he drinks once again
He'll drink to the health
Of the whores of Amsterdam
Who've given their bodies
To a thousand other men
Yeah they bargain their virtue
Their goodness all gone
For a few dirty coins
When they just can't go on
Blows his nose to the sky
On the sea up above
And he pisses like I cry
In the port of Amsterdam
In the port of Amsterdam

Dance Me To The End Of Love
Composer(s): Leonard Cohen
Performer(s): Leonard Cohen
and various other artists



Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone
Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon
Show me slowly what I only know the limits of
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on
Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long
We're both of us beneath our love, we're both of us above
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the children who are asking to be born
Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn
Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn
Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in
Touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

Amsterdam ((aka Amsterdam (In Het Havenkwartier) (by Will Ferdy) - 1998))
((Adapted from: Amsterdam (by Jacques Brel) - 1964))
Composer(s): Jacques Brel - Ernst van Altena
Performer(s): Liesbeth List - 1969

Versions In Other Languages:
1967 - Amsterdam (by Scott Walker)
1984 - Amsterdam (by Saara Pakkasvirta)
2002 - Amsterdam (Duilio Del Prete)
2007 - Amsterdam (by Herman van den Berg)



In dat oud-Amsterdam
in de buurt van de haven
gaan de zeelui zich laven
drinken 't hek van de dam
In dat oud-Amsterdam
liggen zeelieden dronken
als een wimpel zo lam
in de dokken te ronken
In dat oud-Amsterdam
krijgt een zeeman de stuipen
tot hij zich grauw van gram
in het bier wil verzuipen
Maar in oud-Amsterdam
zie je zeelui ontkatert
als de ochtendzon schatert
over Damrak en Dam
In dat oud-Amsterdam
zie je zeelieden wikken
zilveren haringen slikken
bij de staart uit de hand
Van de hand in de tand
smijten zij met hun knaken
want ze zullen hem raken
als een kat in het want
En ze stinken naar aal
in hun grofblauwe truien
en ze stinken naar uien
daarmee doen ze hun maal
Na dat maal staan ze op
om hun broek op te hijsen
en dan gaan ze weer hijsen
tot het boert in hun krop
In dat oud-Amsterdam
zie je zeelieden zwieren
en de meiden versieren
lijf aan lijf, warm en klam
en draaien hun wals
als een wentelende zon
op de klank, dun en vals
van een akkordeon
En zo rood als een kreeft
happen zij naar wat lucht
tot opeens, met een zucht
de muziek het begeeft
Met een air van gewicht
voeren zij, met wat spijt
dan hun Mokkumse meid
weer terug in het licht
In dat oud-Amsterdam
gaan de zeelui aan 't drinken
Aan 't drinken en drinken
en daar nog eens op drinken
tot het oude kerksplein
op hun thuishaven lijkt
en de hoer in 't kozijn
net als moedertje kijkt
En haar borst is de borst
van verloofde of vrouw
en daarna weer zo'n dorst
en de nacht wordt al grauw
Want op de terugvaart is beschuit
en de kater breekt aan
en ze slikken het uit
tegen meerpaal en kraan
In dat oud-Amsterdam
In dat oud-Amsterdam
In dat oud-Amsterdam
In dat oud-Amsterdam

De Doodgewoonste Dingen
Performer(s): Passe Partout



De doodgewoonste dingen die brengen mij tot zingen
Ik zing van al 't mooie dat ik zie
Het dagelijkse leven is m'n allermooist gegeven
In harmonie op melodie
Soms zie ik 't vervagen, dat zijn de trieste dagen
Die brengen mij dan even van m'n stuk
Maar meestal zijn de dingen als de vogels die mooi zingen
Van eindeloos geluk

De hebzucht van de mensen moesten we meer verwensen
Je ziet met angst en beven het oppervlakkig leven
Van nooit tevreden mensen om je heen
Het ego is me alsmaar nummer 1
Maar rijkdom doet bedriegen, de mooiste droom vervliegen
geluk is simpel, dat geldt algemeen

De doodgewoonste dingen die brengen mij tot zingen
Ik zing van al 't mooie dat ik zie
Het dagelijkse leven is m'n allermooist gegeven
In harmonie op melodie
Soms zie ik 't vervagen, dat zijn de trieste dagen
Die brengen mij dan even van m'n stuk
Maar meestal zijn de dingen als de vogels die mooi zingen
Van eindeloos geluk

De wijsheid die we wensen, leeft onder alle mensen
In alle regionen vaak onder doodgewonen
De wijsheid die geluk voor ogen heeft
En iedereen voldoende kansen geeft
Om in dit korte leven elkaar geluk te geven
Gelukkig doen waarvoor de mensheid leeft

De doodgewoonste dingen die brengen mij tot zingen
Ik zing van al 't mooie dat ik zie
Het dagelijkse leven is m'n allermooist gegeven
In harmonie op melodie
Soms zie ik 't vervagen, dat zijn de trieste dagen
Die brengen mij dan even van m'n stuk
Maar meestal zijn de dingen als de vogels die mooi zingen
Van eindeloos geluk

Maar meestal zijn de dingen als de vogels die mooi zingen
Van eindeloos geluk

Amsterdam
Composer(s): John Cale
First release by: John Cale - 1970



She's back from Amsterdam
And I think the journey did her well
Her face has lost it's touch
The tell tale signs of loneliness inside

But I love her still
And need her company still more
Come down, come down once more
And I think, the journey, did her well

She says she fell in love
With men who knew the way to treat a lady
Her life has settled for the best of things
That I couldn't give her

And it's not her fault, she's not the one to blame
Come down, come down, come down once more
And I do believe the journey did her well
Yes I do believe the journey did her well

Dance Little Lady Dance
Composer(s): Biddu Appaiah; Ron Roker; Gerry Shury
Performer(s): Tina Charles; Polly Browne



Yeah, yeah …..
Someone taught me how to dance last night
What a move he was
And someone taught me how to do it right
What a groover he was
He taught me all the steps he knew to rock ‘n roll
I found my sense of rhythm but I lost my self-control
When he said dance little lady, dance
Dance, little lady, dance
You know you’ve got only one chance
So come on, dance, dance, oh!

Someone taught me how to move last night
What a looker he was
Someone taught me how to do it right
What a cooker he was
Now we boogie and we bump until we’re fit to trop
And when he gets me going, I don’t want to stop
When he says, dance, little lady, dance
Dance, little lady, dance
You know you’ve only got one chance
So come on, dance, dance, dance, oh!

Yeah, yeah!
We boogie and we bump until we’re fit to trop
And when he gets me going, I don’t want to stop
When he says, dance, little lady, dance
Dance, little lady, dance
You know you’ve only got one chance
So come on, dance, dance, dance!
That’s what he told me
Oh, what a mover!
That’s what he told me
Oh, what a groover!
Dance, little lady

Amsterdam
Composer(s): Jacques Brel
First release by: Jacques Brel - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists 

Versions In Other Languages:
1967 - Amsterdam (by Scott Walker)
1969 - Amsterdam (by Liesbeth List)
1984 - Amsterdam (by Saara Pakkasvirta)
1998 - Amsterdam (In Het Havenkwartier) (by Will Ferdy)
2002 - Amsterdam (Duilio Del Prete)
2007 - Amsterdam (by Herman van den Berg)



Dans le port d'Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui chantent
Les rêves qui les hantent
Au large d'Amsterdam
Dans le port d'Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui dorment
Comme des oriflammes
Le long des berges mornes
Dans le port d'Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui meurent
Pleins de bière et de drames
Aux premières lueurs
Mais dans le port d'Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui naissent
Dans la chaleur épaisse
Des langueurs océanes

Dans le port d'Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui mangent
Sur des nappes trop blanches
Des poissons ruisselants
Ils vous montrent des dents
À croquer la fortune
À décroisser la lune
À bouffer des haubans
Et ça sent la morue
Jusque dans le cœur des frites
Que leurs grosses mains invitent
À revenir en plus
Puis se lèvent en riant
Dans un bruit de tempête
Referment leur braguette
Et sortent en rotant

Dans le port d'Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui dansent
En se frottant la panse
Sur la panse des femmes
Et ils tournent et ils dansent
Comme des soleils crachés
Dans le son déchiré
D'un accordéon rance
Ils se tordent le cou
Pour mieux s'entendre rire
Jusqu'à ce que tout à coup
L'accordéon expire
Alors le geste grave
Alors le regard fier
Ils ramènent leur batave
Jusqu'en pleine lumière

Dans le port d'Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui boivent
Et qui boivent et reboivent
Et qui reboivent encore
Ils boivent à la santé
Des putains d'Amsterdam
De Hambourg ou d'ailleurs
Enfin ils boivent aux dames
Qui leur donnent leur joli corps
Qui leur donnent leur vertu
Pour une pièce en or
Et quand ils ont bien bu
Se plantent le nez au ciel
Se mouchent dans les étoiles
Et ils pissent comme je pleure
Sur les femmes infidèles
Dans le port d'Amsterdam
Dans le port d'Amsterdam

Dance Little Lady (This Year Of Grace)
Composer(s): Noel Coward
Performer(s): Michael Law
and various other artists



‘Tho’ you’re only seventeen
Far too much of life you’ve seen
Syncopated child
Maybe if you only knew
Where your path is leading to
You’d become less wild
But I know it’s vain
Trying to explain
While there’s this insane
Music in your brain

Dance, dance, dance little lady
Youth is pleasing to the rhythm
Beating in your mind
Dance, dance, dance little lady
So obsessed with second best
No rest you’ll ever find
Time and tide and trouble
Never, never wait
Let the cauldron bubble
Justify your fate
Dance, dance, dance little lady
Dance, dance, dance little lady
Leave tomorrow behind

Time and tide and trouble
Never, never wait
Let the cauldron bubble
Justify your fate
Dance, dance, dance little lady
Dance, dance, dance little lady
Leave tomorrow behind

Amphetamine Annie
Composer(s): Adolfo de la Parra - Bob Hite - Skip Taylor - Henry Vestine
Performer(s): Canned Heat; Walter Trout



This is a song with a message
I want you to heeeeed my warning

Wanna tell you all a story, about this chick I know
They call her Amphetamine Annie, and she's always shovelin' snow
I sat her down and told her, I told her crystal clear
I don't mind you gettin' high but there's one thing you should fear
Your mind might think it's flyin' baby on those little pills
But you ought to know it's dyin', cause - speed kills!

But Annie kept on speedin', her health was gettin' poor
She saw things in the window, she heard things at the door
Her mouth was like a grindin' mill, her lips where cracked and sore
Her skin was turnin' yellow, I just couldn't take it no more
She thought her mind was flyin' on those litte pills
She didn't know it was going down fast, cause - speed kills!

Yaaaa, speed can kill you too baby, yaa

Well I sat her down and told her, I told her one more time
The whole wide human raice has taken far too much methadrine
She said "I don't care what a lymie says, I got to get it on
I'm not hip to the scene of the man who comes from across the pond"
She wouldn't heed my warning, Lord she wouldn't hear what I said
Now she's here in the grave yard, and she's awfully dead

Ya, speed gonna kill you!
Anybody
Speed will get you!
Speed from over the pond
There ain't no hope baby...
Yaa, aah hah
Spoon a Spoon a Spoon.... huah...

Dance Little Jean
Composer(s): Jimmy Ibbotson
Performer(s): John Denver; 
Nitty Gritty Dirt Band; John McEuen



I played a wedding for the money
And I wished that I could tell the bride and groom
Just what I think of marriage
What's in store after the honeymoon

I was grumbling to the dancers
'Bout how men and women ought to live apart
How a promise never made could not be broken
And would never break a heart

Suddenly from out of nowhere
This little girl came spinning across the floor
Her crinolines were billowing
Beneath the skirt of calico she wore

As her joy fell on the honored guests
Each one of them was drawn into her dream
And they laughed and stamped and clapped their hands
And hollered at her, "Dance little Jean!"

Dance, little Jean, this day is for you
Two people you love, stood up and said "I do"
Dance little Jean, the prayer that you had
Was answered today, your Mama's marrying your Dad

Well, my cynical heart just melted
'Cause I knew what this get together meant
How it ended year of tears and sad confusion
That the little girl had spent

Well they told the band to pack it up
About the time the couple cut the cake
But we played as long as they stayed
For love and laughs and little Jeanie's sake

Dance, little Jean, this day is for you
Two people you love, stood up and said "I do"
Dance little Jean, the prayer that you had
Was answered today, your Mama's marrying your Dad

Amoureux De Ma Femme ((aka Baisse Un Peu La Radio (by Dalida) - 1966))
((Adapted from: Nessuno Mi Può Giudicare (by Caterina Caselli) - 1966))
((Dutch Version: Elke Dag Verliefd (by Willy Sommers) - 2000))
Composer(s): Mario Panzeri - Daniele Pace - Micky Del Prete - Luciano Beretta - Yves Dessca
Performer(s): Richard Anthony - 1974



Qu'est-ce qui me prends je me sens soudain tout drôle
Comme si j'avais un oiseau sur mon épaule

Qu'est-ce qu'il m'arrive aujourd'hui je suis amoureux de ma femme
Comme au premier jour je suis amoureux de ma femme
J'ai envie de l'embrasser besoin de la caresser
Je sens me piquer au cœur une merveilleuse et tendre douleur

Comme un collégien je suis amoureux de ma femme
Je la trouve belle je la chante sur toute la gamme
Demain je brise les ponts, je prends deux billets d'avion
Et je vais me l'emmener prendre des vacances en jeunes mariés

Depuis longtemps déjà n'existait plus rien
Nous restait seulement la bourse en commun
Et souvent s'installait au fond de mon cœur
Pour un jour ou deux un nouveau bonheur

Qui sait peut-être nous nous sommes mariés trop jeunes
Et j'avais besoin de vivre ma vie d'homme
De tout mes idylles j'en ai fait le tour
Je sais que c'est elle mon unique amour

C'est drôle aujourd'hui je suis amoureux de ma femme
Comme au premier jour je suis amoureux de ma femme
Je me sens prêt à passer trois jours à rester coucher
Trois jours à lui faire l'amour trois nuits sans dormir
Trois jours sans sortir

Qui sait peut-être nous nous sommes mariés trop jeunes
Et j'avais besoin de vivre ma vie d'homme
De toutes mes idylles j'en ai fait le tour
Je sais que c'est elle mon unique amour

Quelle chance aujourd'hui je suis amoureux de ma femme.........

Dance Into The Light
Composer(s): Phil Collins
Performer(s): Phil Collins; Wildside



It's there in the eyes of the children 
In the faces smiling in the windows 
You can come on out, come on open the doors 
Brush away the tears of freedom 

Now we're here, there's no turning back 
We have each other 
We have one voice 

Hand in hand we will lay the tracks 
Because the train is coming to carry you home 

Come dance with me 
Come on and dance into the light 
Everybody dance into the light 

There'll be no more hiding in shadows of fear 
There'll be no more chains to hold you 
The future is yours - you hold the key 
And there are no walls with freedom 

Now we're here, we won't go back 
We are one world 
We have one voice 

Side by side we are not afraid 
Because the train is coming to carry you home 

Come dance with me 
Come on and dance into the light 
Everybody dance into the light 

Do you see the sun - it's a brand new day 
Oh, the world's in your hands, now use it 
What's past is past, don't turn around 
Brush away the cobwebs of freedom 

Now we're here, there's no turning back 
You have each other 
You have one voice 

Hand in hand you can lay the tracks 
Because the train is coming to carry you home 

Come dance with me 
Come on and dance into the light 
Everybody dance into the light

Amoureuse De La Vie
Composer(s): Gilbert Bécaud - Pierre Grosz
Performer(s): Dalida



Je ne me souviens plus du tout des circonstances
Mais vous m'avez dit
Tu as eu de la chance, de la chance
La mort à marché si près de moi
Que j'ai même fait un petit pas
Vers l'autre bord
J'ai ouvert les yeux tiens la vie recommence
J'ai eu dans les yeux d'un coup le ciel immense
De la chance
Je ne sais pas comment l'expliquer
Mais je me sens miraculé et aujourd'hui

Je suis amoureuse de la vie
Et c'est bon d'embrasser la vie
Chaque minute de ma vie
Je fais l'amour avec la vie
Puisque rien de rien dans la vie
N'est plus important que la vie
Que la vie

Et quand je mets une nouvelle robe
Je mets vraiment une nouvelle robe
Et quand je croque une pomme
Je croque vraiment une pomme
Puisqu'aujourd'hui...

Je suis amoureuse de la vie
Et c'est bon d'embrasser la vie
Chaque minute de ma vie
Je fais l'amour avec la vie
Moi qui sombrait vers l'infini
Je suis là et c'est Dieu merci
Pour t'aimer et danser
Toute la vie

Dance In The Street
Composer(s): Tex Davis
Performer(s): Gene Vincent



Well, we're gonna dance in the street tonight
Well now dance in the street tonight
We're gonna dance to the beat to the heart of the sweet
We're gonna dance in the street tonight

Well, we're gonna find a street that's-a hard to use
Cars in a circle and I'll kick off my shoes
Turn on the radio and leave on the light
I'll grab a little chick and we'll dance all night

We're gonna dance in the street tonight
A-dance in the street tonight
Well now dance to the beat to the heart of the sweet
We're gonna dance in the street tonight (Well yeah)

Well, we're gonna do the chicken, a-gonna do the bop
A-gonna do the stroll and we're gonna do the hop
A-then while we're dancin', tell ya what I'm gonna do
Every now and then I'm gonna steal a kiss from you

And we'll dance in the street tonight
Well now dance in the street tonight
Well now dance in the street to the heart of the sweet
We're gonna dance in the street tonight (Well, Yeah)

Well, we're gonna dance in the street, hoo-woo-woo
We're gonna dance in the street, hoo-woo-woo
We're gonna dance in the street, oh honey
Gonna dance in the street, ah ha
Gonna dance in the street to the heart of the sweet
We're gonna dance in the street tonight

Well now, dance in the street tonight
Gonna dance in the street tonight
Wooo, dance in the street, ah ha
A-dance in the street, ooh ho
A-dance in the street to the heart of the sweet
We're gonna dance in the street tonight