Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Andy Composer(s): Frank Zappa Performer(s): Frank Zappa
Is there anything good inside of you If there is, I really wanna know Is there anything Good inside of you If there is I really wanna Know Is there anything Good inside of you If there is I really wanna Know Is there?
Is there any-thaaaang good inside of you If there is, I really wanna know-woh-oh-oh-oh Is there any-thaaaang good inside of you If there is, I really wanna know really wanna know...
Something Anything Something Anything
Show me a sigh If you don't mind Show me a sign If you don't mind
Do you know what I'm really telling you Is it something that you can understand Do you know what I'm really telling you Is it something that you can understand Do you know what I'm really telling you Is it something that you can understand Do you know what I'm really telling you Is it something that you can understand
Andy de vine Had a thong rind It was sublime But the wrong kind Andy de vine Had a thong rind It was sublime But the wrong kind
Have I aligned With a blown mind Wasted my time On a drawn blind Have I aligned With a blown mind Wasted my time On a drawn blind
This Is It Composer(s): Van McCoy Performer(s): Melba Moore
This is it this time I know it's for real and I can't explain what I'm feeling I'm lost for words I'm in a daze stunned and amazed by your lovin' ways (repeat)
You smile at me and suddenly the wheels of love begin to turn inside of me you said hello I felt a glow right then and there I knew I'd never let you go 'cause I know, I know.....
This is it this time I know it's for real and I can't explain what I'm feeling I'm lost for words I'm in a daze stunned and amazed by your lovin' ways (repeat)
The touch of you is something new nobody ever made me feel the way you do it's heavenly it's ecstasy the way you make me feel when you make love to me can't you see, can't you see....
This is it this time I know it's for real and I can't explain what I'm feeling I'm lost for words I'm in a daze stunned and amazed by your lovin' ways (repeat)
The touch of you is something new nobody ever made me feel the way you do it's heavenly it's ecstasy the way you make me feel when you make love to me can't you see, can't you see....
This is it this time I know it's for real and I can't explain what I'm feeling I'm lost for words I'm in a daze stunned and amazed by your lovin' ways (repeat)
Dare Me Composer(s): Dave Innis; John Lorber Originally performed by: The Pointer Sisters
I've got a chip on my shoulder with you name on it - knock it off So don't just stand there foolin' if you don't want it - knock it off I say you're either a lover or you are a liar So don't you push too hard, you're playin' with fire
Baby, make your move, step across the line Touch me one more time, come on, dare me! I wanna take you on, I know I can't lose I'll be loving you if you just dare me
Looks like you're lookin' for trouble And I'd say you found it - you found it You'll have to come right through me There's no way around it - you found it I hope that lean hungry look means what it's saying 'Cause I'm just sittin' on ready, ready and waiting Baby, make your move, step across the line ...
Come on and dare me If there's any truth behind your intentions This night's gonna end up on fire - you better believe it You better believe it, oh baby Oh, dare me, dare me, dare me Baby, make your move, step across the line ... Baby, make your move, step across the line ... Baby, make your move, step across the line ...
Andrew's Blues (aka Song For Andrew) Composer(s): Nanker - Phelge Performer(s): The Rolling Stones
Yes now Andrew Oldham sittin' on a hill with Jack and Jill (Jack and Jill) Fucked all night and sucked all night and taste that pussy till it taste just right Oh Andrew (yes Andrew) oh Andrew (yes Andrew) Oh suck it Andrew (go on Andrew), fuck it Andrew (go on Andrew) Oh Andrew Oldham (yeah) A guy who really know his way around (down down down down)
Well I said I wouldn't lay you baby, till the day that we would wed But every time I kiss you, you know, I forget just what I said Well well I let you keep it tonight if you hold me, hold it real tight Oh oo Andrew (oh Andrew) oh oh Andrew (yes Andrew) Come and get it little Andrew, before Sir Edward takes it away from you Come on get her cunt Sir Edward, come on now
Huh huh play the blues everybody, play the blues Huh fuckin'! The Rolling Stones are a great fuckin' group What a lot of balls, Phil Spector is a lot of shit I though Phil Spector was a lot of shit And I've heard the group, now I know their a lot of shit
That sure was fine (yeah baby) Got my Beatles shoes on and I'm just raring to go Oh Andrew (yes Andrew) oh Andrew (yeah) Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah ah, Listen Andrew, Phil, Sir Edward Lewis, the Rolling Stones, the hottest Phil Spector, Gene Pitney (thank you), musical radios Birds, Al Davis showing up, ahh, yeah (Great time man) That's all (great side man)
You know that Andrew got to walk with his baby Andrew has a talk with his baby Now I know Andrew understood That's what happen when the gettin' gets good Oh Andrew (ba ba) oh Andrew (ba ba) Suck it Andrew (ba ba) fuck it Andrew (ba ba)
Sir Edward where are you, Andrew is makin through Andrew, come on Andrew shit Oh fuck Sir Andrew, yeah!
Darby O'Leary (Traditional) Performer(s): The Dubliners
One evening of late as I happened to stray To the County Tipperary I straight took my way To dig the potatoes and work by the day for a farmer called Darby O'Leary
I asked him how far we were bound for to go The night being dark and the cold wind did blow I was hungry and tired and my spirits were low for I got neither whiskey nor water
The dirty old miser he mounted his steed To the Galbally mountains he rode in great speed I followed behind 'til my poor feet did bleed when we stopped when his old horse was weary
When we came to his cottage I entered it first it seemed like a kennel or a ruined old church Says I to myself I am left in the lurch in the house of old Darby O'Leary
I well recollect it was Michalmass night To a hearty good supper he did me invite A cup of sour milk that was more green than white And it gave me the trotting disorder
The wet old potatoes would poison the cats And the barn where my bed was was swarming with rats The fleas would have frightened the fearless St. Pat who banished the snakes o'er the border
He worked me by day and he worked me by night while he held an old candle to give me some light I wished his potatoes would die of the blight or himself would go off with the fairies
It was on this old miser I looked with a frown When the straw was brought in for to make my shakedown And I wished I had never seen him nor his town nor the sky above Darby O'Leary
I've worked in Kilconnel, I've worked in Killmore I worked in Knoockannie and Shamballamore In Kalisanaker and Sollahed Moore with farmers so decent and cheery
I've worked in Tipperary, the Rag and Ross Green At the mount of Killfegal, the Bridge of Orleans But such woeful starvation I never yet seen As I got from old Darby O'Leary
Italianen Composer(s): Raymond Van Het Groenewoud Performer(s): Raymond Van Het Groenewoud
Italianen Hebben zin voor melodie Hare Krishna, Traviata, Napoli
Italianen Blondjes blijven zij niet af Onnozel fluiten, Italianen zijn te maf
Italianen Aan honderd blablabla per uur Schone schoenen, zeer veel stijl Maar geen caruur
Italianen Laffe kaffers bij de vleet Met de meisjes veel proberen, zelden beet
Vertrouw geen Italianen Ze knoeien met conserven Ze steken er van alles in Ze lullen van amore Maar laat ze ouwehoeren Een Italiaan is ons te min Italianen
O die Italianen, ze zitten vol van charme Aiaiai bella ragazza, quando viagga O die Italianen, claxons met veel alarmen O die Italianen, wat zijn ze toch romantisch Amore, quanta sepolta ...
Maar jongens van stavast Die vind je slechts hier in deze Lage Landen Waar het altijd zeikt en waar ik trouwens Zo vlug mogelijk weg wil Naar de Provence waar ik in een Witte villa wil wonen enzovoort enzovoort
Italianen Veel bravoure op de markt
Italianen Ach het is een volk apart
Italianen Temperatuurvol als dat heet Maar die rakkers zijn toch verre van compleet
Vertrouw geen Italianen, ze stelen uit je wagen In liegen zijn ze eerste prijs Ze willen je verleiden maar slechts voor korte tijd En ze maken je van alles wijs
Vertrouw geen Italianen Ze willen je bedotten Ze steken er van alles in Ze lullen van amore Maar laat ze ouwehoeren Een Italiaan is ons te min Italianen
Dar Es Dar Composer(s): Fito Paez; Carlos Villavicencio Performer(s): Fito Paez
Dar es dar y no fijarme en ella y su manera de actuar dar es dar y no decirle a nadie si quedarse o escapar
Cuando el mundo te pregunta del por que, por que, por que, por que por que das vueltas la rueda por que no te detenés yo te digo que dar es dar
Dar es dar y no marcar las cartas simplemente dar dar es dar y no explicarle a nadie no hay nada que explicar hoy los tiempos van a mil tu extraño corazón ya no capta como antes las pulsiones del amor yo te digo que dar es dar dar y amar
Mira nene, hacelo fácil dar es dar dar lo que tengo todo me da da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da
No cuento el vuelto el vuelto siempre es de mas da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da dar es dar es solamente una manera de andar dar es dar, lo que recibes es también libertad
Cuando estoy perdido un poco loco por ahí siempre hay alguien con tus ojos esperándome hasta el fin por que dar es dar, dar y amar gracias nena por tu vida una vez mas dar es dar
Dar lo que tengo todo me da da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da no cuento el vuelto el vuelto siempre es de mas da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da estar de menos o estar de mas da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da cielo o infierno, lo mismo, lo mismo da da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da
Dar es dar es encontrar en alguien lo que nunca encontras
The first time we met I really knew A love could be found that was so true, oh yeah `Cause when I look into her eyes I can only realize I love my Andrea, Andrea, wooooooooooo Andrea, Andrea, wooooooooooo Ahhhhhhhhhhh
The last time I kissed and made love to her Her emotions didn`t even stir, oh yeah `Cause when I look into her eyes I can only realize I love my Andrea, Andrea, wooooooooooo Andrea, Andrea, wooooooooooo Ahhhhhhhhhhh
When I look back upon all the times we had Makes me feel oh, so sad, oh yea `Cause now I look into her eyes I just have to realize Andrea, Andrea, wooooooooooo Andrea, oooooo-aah-oooooooooooo Andrea, Andrea, wooooooooooo-oooo
Dapple Rose Composer(s): Lea James; Don Powell Performer(s): Slade
Once kept in a stable snug and warm But now he's growing old in open fields he's forced to go He often stands in hail, rain, freezing snow He's certain that his master doesn't mean him any harm
Chorus Dapple Rose he doesn't want you anymore Times gone by you will remember Dapple Rose you are cold and old and slow Times gone by you will remember His clothing was a shiny coat so fine But now he's growing old and his beauty does decay One night he heard his master frown and say No poor old bones could stand this life of mine
Chorus Dapple Rose he doesn't want you anymore Times gone by you will remember Dapple Rose you are cold and old and slow Times gone by you will remember
His food was of the best corn and best hay But now there's no such thing and he hardly eats at all He lives on sprouts that grow behind the wall I doubt if he'll be lucky to last another day
Chorus Dapple Rose he doesn't want you anymore Times gone by you will remember Dapple Rose you are cold and old and slow Times gone by you will remember Don't feel so bad, feel so sad No more wearing shiny glory now they hang upon the wall The hall in some far gone manor Not a soul realises your a Dapple Rose of fame
Andrea ((German Version: Andrea (by Peter Alexander) - 1979)) Composer(s): Massimo Bubola - Fabrizio De André First release by: Fabrizio De André - 1978 Covered by multiple other artists
Andrea s'è perso s'è perso e non sa tornare Andrea s'è perso s'è perso e non sarà tornare Andrea aveva un amore Riccioli neri Andrea aveva un dolore Riccioli neri
C'era scritto sul foglio ch'era morto sulla bandiera C'era scritto e la firma era d'oro era firma di re
Ucciso sui monti di Trento dalla mitraglia Ucciso sui monti di Trento dalla mitraglia
Occhi di bosco contadino del regno profilo francese Occhi di bosco soldato del regno profilo francese E Andrea l'ha perso ha perso l'amore la perla più rara E Andrea ha in bocca un dolore la perla più scura
Andrea raccoglieva violette ai bordi del pozzo Andrea gettava Riccioli neri nel cerchio del pozzo Il secchio gli disse - Signore il pozzo è profondo più fondo del fondo degli occhi della Notte del Pianto
Lui disse - Mi basta mi basta che sia più profondo di me Lui disse - Mi basta mi basta che sia più profondo di me
Danza Peligrosa Composer(s): Miguel Mateos Performer(s): Miguel Mateos
(eh, dos maracas) Tus piernas de bambú tu rostro sin make up apagare la luz no puedo mas baila nena, baila tu tu danza peligrosa tu danza peligrosa
Murmuran al pasar envidiosos del pecado y no saben que yo lo único que quiero es morirme a tu lado tu danza peligrosa tu danza peligrosa
(Shh, escucha ese rumor) turba los sentidos es el rito del amor deja todo ya y ven a bailar conmigo tu danza peligrosa tu danza peligrosa
Quiero vivir bailando en tu rodeo la danza me develará peligros que trae el amor peligros que da el amor danza peligrosa tu danza peligrosa tu danza peligrosa
Dancing in the moonlight hour Dancing in the moonlight hour
Material Girl Composer(s): Peter Brown - Robert S. Rans First release by: Madonna - 1984 Covered by multiple other artists
Some boys kiss me, some boys hug me I think they're O.K. If they don't give me proper credit I just walk away
They can beg and they can plead But they can't see the light, that's right 'Cause the boy with the cold hard cash Is always Mister Right, 'cause we are
Living in a material world And I am a material girl You know that we are living in a material world And I am a material girl
Some boys romance, some boys slow dance That's all right with me If they can't raise my interest then I Have to let them be
Some boys try and some boys lie but I don't let them play Only boys who save their pennies Make my rainy day, 'cause they are
Living in a material world And I am a material girl You know that we are living in a material world And I am a material girl
Living in a material world [material] Living in a material world (repeat)
Boys may come and boys may go And that's all right you see Experience has made me rich And now they're after me, 'cause everybody's
Living in a material world And I am a material girl You know that we are living in a material world And I am a material girl
A material, a material, a material, a material world
Living in a material world [material] Living in a material world (repeat)
Danza Composer(s): P. Dossena; M. Goldsand; A. Tamborelli Performer(s): Dalida
Chiudo gli occhi e sogno, come stai Dai rimani ancora, qui con me Ma in amore non si puo Ritornare indietro no Oh lacrime e sorrisi, su di noi Lasciano sul viso, un segno in più Le stagioni vanno via ma il mio cuore no
Continua la sua danza Con rabbia e con speranza E ancora non si stanca La forza non gli manca Su dai ragazzo danza E illumina la stanza L'amore é un sentimento Che nasce in un momento
Nasce un nuovo amore, come stai E ti senti ancora, cosi giovane Ti ubriachi di allegria e di questa vita mia
Continna la sua danza Con rabbia e con speranza L'amore é un sentimento Che soffia come il vento
Ora ti sorrido Amore mio Ti accarezzo il viso Si andiamo via Se hai paura non lo so Ma il mio cuore no
Continua la sua danza Con rabbia e con speranza E ancora non si stanca La forza non gli manca Su dai ragazzo danza E illumina la stanza L'amore é un sentimento Che nasce in un momento
Continua la sua danza Con rabbia e con speranza E ancora non si stanca La forza non gli manca
Ando Como Hormiguita Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Ando como hormiguita por tu espalda ando por la quebrada dulce de la seda vengo de las alturas de tus nalgas hacia el oro que se derrama y se me enreda
Tú te vuelves pidiendo el cielo apuntando a la luz con flores y como lazarillos son los sabores en tu jardín de anhelos
Dansons La Rose (aka Roses De Picardie) English Title: Roses of Picardy Composer(s): Eddy Marnay; Haydn Wood; Fred E.Weatherly Performer(s): Yves Montand and various other artists
Dire que cet air Nous semblait vieillot Aujourd'hui Il me semble nouveau Et puis surtout C'était toi et moi Ces deux mots Ne vieillissent pas ... Souviens-toi Ça parlait De la Picardie Et des roses Qu'on trouve là-bas Tous les deux Amoureux Nous avons dansé Sur les roses De ce temps-là
I'm In A Jam Jim Composer(s): James Lunsford Performer(s): Buddy Starcher
I'm in a jam, Jim Won't you please come and help me out Now it ain't that I'm out a-beggin' Nor lookin' for a free handout But I have my wife and children And we're packed to leave this town Jim, I've gotta make another kind of livin' Since they shut the coal mine down
(All my life I've labored) (You know I'm not the lazy kind) (But I can't feed my wife and little people) (A-workin' in a shutdown mine) (I hate to leave my hometown) (And say goodbye to my friends) (But I'm shoppin' for a bright tomorrow) (Can't you see I'm in a big jam, Jim)
I'm in a jam, Jim Won't you please come and see me through You know my paycheck, it's quit comin' And all of my bills are due And the landlord done give me notice Be out of my house by noon Now I've gotta do something about it And Jim I've gotta do it soon
(All my life I've labored) (You know I'm not the lazy kind) (But I can't feed my wife and little people) (A-workin' in a shutdown mine) (I hate to leave my hometown) (And say goodbye to my friends) (But I'm shoppin' for a bright tomorrow) (Can't you see I'm in a big jam, Jim)
Dansons ((aka Mon 1er Hold-Up (by Martin Circus) - 1975))
((Adapted from: Let's Dance (by Chris Montez) - 1962))
Composer(s): James Joseph Lee - André Salvet
Performer(s): Sylvie Vartan - 1962
Versions In Other Languages:
1979 - Op Og Dans (by Rock Nalle & The Flames)
1989 - Kom Dans (by De Nieuwe Snaar)
Oh chéri donne-moi ma chance garde-moi la prochaine danse dansons dansons le twist, le surf ou bien le Madison qu'importe l'air que nous entendrons mais dansons
oh chéri si tu es tout seul ne reste pas là sur ton fauteuil dansons dansons dansons le twist le surf ou bien le Madison qu'importe l'air que nous entendrons mais dansons
Oh chéri la nuit va finir et ce n'est pas le moment de dormir allez dansons dansons dansons le twist le surf ou bien le Madison qu'importe l'air que nous entendrons mais dansons
Oh chéri si tu le voulais tu pourrais me raccompagner dansons
Remember The Alamo Composer(s): Jane Bowers First release by: Tex Ritter - 1955 Covered by multiple other artists
A hundred and eighty were challenged by Travis to die By a line that he drew with his sword as the battle drew nigh A man that crossed over the line was for glory and he that was left better fly and over the line crossed a hundred and seventy-nine
Hey up Santa Anna they're killing your soldiers below So the rest of Texas will know And remember the Alamo
Jim Bowie lay dying his blood and his powder were dry but his knife at the ready to take him a few in reply Young Davy Crockett lay laughing and dyin' The blood and the sweat in his eyes For Texas and freedom a man was more willing to die
Hey up Santa Anna, we're killing your soldiers below So the rest of Texas will know And remember the Alamo
A courier came to a battle so bloody and loud and found only skin and bones where he once left a crowd. Fear not little darlin' of dyin' if the world is sovereign and free For we'll fight to the last for as long as liberty be
Hey up Santa Anna they're killing your soldiers below So the rest of Texas will know And remember the Alamo
Dansez Maintenant English Title: Moonlight Serenade Composer(s): P. Loiseaus; Glenn Miller; Mitchell Parish Performer(s): Dave; Laura Fygi
Dansez maintenant Tout l'été les pieds nus dans le sable Dansez maintenant Et jetez vos ennuis dans les vagues Qui dansent, balancent, au gré du vent salé
Dansez maintenant Tout l'été aimez-vous sur le sable Dansez maintenant Tout l'été vous serez des cigales Qui dansent, balancent, au gré du vent léger
Quand l'hiver sera venu vous prendre au dépourvu Vous danserez main dans la main En attendant l'été prochain
Dansez maintenant Tout l'été aimez-vous sur le sable Dansez maintenant Tout l'été vous serez des cigales Qui dansent, balancent, au gré du vent léger Quand l'hiver sera venu vous prendre au dépourvu Vous danserez main dans la main En attendant l'été prochain
Dansez maintenant Tout l'été les pieds nus dans le sable Dansez maintenant Et jetez vos ennuis dans les vagues Qui dansent, balancent, au gré du vent salé
