Angelique
Composer(s): Eva Ein - Kenny Loggins
Performer(s): Kenny Loggins



From the time that I wake to the time that I rise, she's a lover and so am I
But the lady loves her passion more than me
When I'm under her spell, then I know very well, how her magic can mystify
And the lady leaves her lovers in ecstasy
She's young, but she's wise, and the heaven in her eyes at half a glance
Is as much as a man can see
But she'll never really love any more than any other lover in her life
And you'll come to know the devil in Angelique
For a moment it seems I'm a part of her dreams
And she loves like she's hypnotized
While she hides inside the man she's made of me
And then just when I've found her, her visions surround her
And I'll never fill her eyes, but I wonder who in hell the young girl sees
And she moans, and she sighs, and you search inside her eyes
But all you find is a man who can never be
And you wonder if she'll ever discover that the devil could never set her free
She's young, but she's wise, and the heaven in her eyes at half a glance
Is as much as any man can see
And you'll never really lose any more than any other lover has lost in her life
When you've come to know the devil in Angelique
And you'll come to know the devil in Angelique
And you'll learn to love the devil

Day For Decision
Composer(s): Allen N. Peltier
Performer(s): Johnny Sea



The other day I heard someone say 
You know, America is in real trouble
It's true 
Old Glory has never fallen so close to the earth 
Our embassies are being stoned 
Our diplomats are often in fear for their lives 
And we're involved in a half-dozen nameless, winless conflicts
spilling American blood on foreign soil 
Our young men are dying for ideals 
that don't seem to mean too much to Americans anymore

The truth is America's real trouble doesn't lie in the rice paddies of Vietnam 
in the masses of Red China, or in the diabolical intrigues to the south of us 
The real trouble lies in the playgrounds of St. Louis 
the hillside mansions of San Francisco, and in the slums of Chicago 
A disease which is slowly eating away at the heart of America 
lives in the small southern towns, the fishing villages of New England 
and in the hot dusty streets of the midwest

This is the age of the American cynic 
The year of the unbeliever
The day of doubt 
We've killed all the sacred cows and destroyed all the images
And there's nothing left to respect 
Old fashioned love of God, country, and family is passé
We stare at our shoelaces when they play the national anthem 
We wouldn't want to be seen at a political rally or a town hall meeting 
And we don't want to be caught with our eyes closed during public prayers 
We've decided the only way to get into public office is to buy it 
Our heroes are the fast guys who get away with things 
Patriotism, the old hand-over-the-heart 
flag-waving singing patriotism has been condemned 
Think about this 
Patriotism 
When you tear away the fancy phrases and crepe paper, it's plain and simple pride 
I'ts a new car-prettier girl-bigger house sort of pride in country 
Somewhere along the way we've lost it 
Our form of government is the same 
We still say America stands for the same things 
But next time you're at a party, ask someone to sing American the Beautiful 
and see what happens

The basic ideals and structure of America haven't changed 
We have 
You and me 
Our enemies know it 
They've seen the newsreels of the discontented marching around the capitol 
They've distorted and blown up our mistakes 
They've been putting steel wedges in the cracks in our wall of solidarity 
The new idea is: Don't attack America
wear it down gradually till it eventually falls under the weight of its own corruption
And did you know, it's working?

This sneering complacency 
once stamped out by the bloody feet of a tattered Continental Army in 1776 
once drowned beneath the keel of the U.S.S. Arizona in Pearl Harbor Bay
has risen again 
This deadly "Let George do it" attitude lights the way 
for the Vietcong in the swampy jungles of Vietnam 
This "Better red than dead" cancer is more feared by the American soldier 
than all the communist mortar shells 
It kills the vitality and spirit of America 
Democracy is a frail and fragile instrument
Made of hope, prayer, and Yankee ingenuity 
It is held together by a fourth-of-July flag-waving patriotism 
And we've almost exhausted our supply of it 
Try this test 
Lift your eyes to a flag, then sing out as loud as you can 
that old out-worn antiquated freedom hymn you learned so many years ago

For purple mountain majesties 
Above the fruited plain 
America 
America 
God shed His grace on thee 

Now if you feel a little pride welling up inside of you 
if you feel a little mist in your eye 
then, thank God for you, mister, you're still an American!

America, America
God shed His grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea

De Letter Van De Wet
Composer(s): Kris de Bruyne
Performer(s): Kris de Bruyne



Droom je eigen dromen bij mekaar
als een daad van verzet
droom je dromen regelrecht
tegen de letter van de wet

Schrijf je eigen dagboek bij mekaar
met alle letters van het alfabet
keer op keer krijg je het mes
tegen de keel gezet

Teken je eigen wereld bij mekaar
je eigen prentenkabinet 
zo onderteken je direct
de laatste aktes van de wet

Je zoent je grote liefdes bij mekaar
leest ze verhalen voor in bed 
veel te veel wereld, te veel tijd
volgens de letter van de wet

Droom je eigen dromen bij mekaar
als een daad van verzet
droom je dromen regelrecht
tegen de letter van de wet
krijg je een kogel door het hoofd
da's naar de letter van de wet

Day Dream
Composer(s): Duke Ellington; John Latouche; Billy Strayhorn
Originally performed by: Johnny Hodges
Covered by various other artists



Funny the way that I feel now
Can't keep my feet on the ground
Everything seems unreal now
When you're not around

Day dream, why do you haunt me so
Deep in a rosy glow
The face of my love you show

Day dream, I walk along on air
Building a castle there
For me and my love to share

Don't know the time
Lordy, I'm in a daze
Sun in the sky
While I moon around, feeling hazy

Day dream, don't break my reverie
Until I find that he
Is daydreaming just like me

Don't know the time
Lordy, I'm in a daze
Sun in the sky
While I moon around, feeling hazy

Day dream, don't break my reverie
Until I find that he
Is daydreaming just like me

Angeline
Composer(s): Dickey Betts - Johnny Cobb - Mike Lawler
Performer(s): The Allman Brothers Band



Ridin' in a long gray limousine
Sittin' in a pair of hundred dollar jeans
Tryin' to talk sense to a rock'n'roll queen
Damn, best kinda livin' anybody ever seen
Oh, Angeline

Chorus

Lookin' at the bright lights, searchin' for the sliver screen
I never seen a woman who could look so good, and be so doggone mean 
Yeah
Oh, midnight struttin' in New York City
Midnight woman, she is lookin' so pretty
Her little heart beat in rhythm with the world
She used to be her mama's little girl
Hey, hey Angeline

Chorus

Whoa, just a game that she loves to play
leavin' broken hearts all along the way
She's got friends that she ain't never used
She's winnin' now but she's bound to lose
Oh, Angeline

Chorus

Day By Day
Composer(s): Sammy Cahn; Axel Stordahl; Paul Weston
Performer(s): Jo Stafford
and various other artists



Day by day I'm falling more in love with you
And day by day my love seems to grow
There isn't any end to my devotion
It's deeper dear by far than any ocean

I find that day by day you're making all my dreams come true
So come what may I want you to know
I'm yours alone, and I'm in love to stay
As we go through the years day by day

I Am
Performer(s): Barbara Dex & Tom Helsen



I'm giving in
I'm changing course
And you want love
yeah, love of course
but I don't seem to have
a grip on you at all

Set it up
I will be there
with open eyes
and eyes will stare
I can't believe that
I am too afraid to look

Because
I am
and you are
so scared of who we are
I am
and you are
afraid of what might happen if we part

I move too fast
my hart says no
it only stops to say hello
and then I realise you're in for something more

Set it up
I will be there
A change of heart
well I don't care
I only think about the consequences now

Because
I am
and you are
so scared of who we are
I am
and you are
afraid of what might happen if we part
afraid of what might happen if we part

I am useless
I am right
I am useless

Because
I am
and you are
so scared of who we are
I am
and you are
afraid of what might happen if we part
afraid of what might happen if we part

Day After Day (It's Slippin' Away)
Composer(s): Tommy Reynolds; Stuart Margolin; Jerry Riopelle
Performer(s): Shango



Day after day, more people come to L.A. 
Ssh! Don't you tell anybody the whole place is slipping away
Where can we go when there's no San Francisco? 
Ssh! Better get ready to tie up the boat in Idaho

Do you know the swim? You better learn quick, Jim 
Those who don't know how to swim, better sing the hymn
Tuna at the bowl. Fine fillet o' much soul
Whoo! Whoo! What can we do with a bushel of wet gold? 

Day after day, more people come to L.A. 
Ssh! Don't you tell anybody the whole place is slipping away
Where can we go when there's no San Francisco? 
Ssh! Better get ready to tie up the boat in Idaho

Where can we go when there's no San Diego? 
Ssh! Better get ready to tie up the boat in Idaho 

Do you know the swim? You better learn quick, Jim 
Those who don't know how to swim, better sing the hymn
Tuna at the bowl. Fine fillet o' much soul
Whoo! Whoo! What can we do with a bushel of wet gold? 

Day after day, more people come to L.A. 
Ssh! Don't you tell anybody the whole place is slipping away
Where can we go when there's no San Francisco? 
Ssh! Better get ready to tie up the boat in Idaho
Better get ready to tie up the boat in Idaho
(repeat)

Angelina/Zooma Zooma
Composer(s): Pablo Citorello - Doris Fisher - Louis Prima - Allan Roberts
Performer(s): Louis Prima



I eat antipasta twice
just because she is so nice
Angelina
Angelina
the waitress at the pizzeria

I eat zuppa and minestrone
just to be with her alone
Angelina
Angelina
the waitress at the pizzeria

Ti voglio bene
Angelina I adore you
Ti voglio bene
Angelina I live for you
E un passione
You have set my heart on fire
But Angelina
never listens to my song

I eat antipasta twice
just because she is so nice
Angelina
Angelina
the waitress at the pizzeria

If she'll be a my cara mia
then I'll join in matrimony
with a girl who serves spumoni
and Angelina will be mine

C'e' la luna 'n mezzo 'u mare
Mamma mia me maritari
Figghia mia a cu te dari?
Mamma mia pensaci tu
Si ci dugnu li musicanti
iddu va, iddu veni
sempre lu strumento ne manu teni
Si ci pigghia 'a fantasia
lu strumento a figghia mia

O mamma, zooma zooma baccala
O mamma, zooma zooma baccala
o mamma, zooma zooma baccala
zooma zooma zooma zooma
zooma baccala

C'e' la luna 'n mezzo 'u mare
Mamma mia me maritari
Figghia mia a cu te dari?
Mamma mia pensaci tu
Si ci dugnu pisciaiolu
iddu va, iddu veni
sempre baccala ne manu teni
Si ci pigghia 'a fantasia
baccala a figghia mia

O mamma...

Day After Day
Composer(s): William Daniel Collins - Michael George Gibbins - J.C. Molland - Peter William Ham - Thomas Evans
First release by: Badfinger - 1971
Covered by multiple other artists



I remember finding out about you 
Every day my mind is all around you 
Looking out from my lonely room, day after day 
Bring it home, maybe someday soon 
I give my love to you 
I remember holding you while you sleep 
Every day I feel the tears the tears that you weep 
Looking out of my lonely gloom, day after day 
Bring it home, maybe someday soon 
I give my love to you ...... 
Looking out of my lonely room, day after day 
Bring it home, maybe someday soon 
I give my love to you 
I remembert finding out about you 
Every day my mind is all around you 
Looking out from my lonely room, day after day 
Bring it home, maybe someday soon 
I give my love to you

I Can Hear Your Heartbeat
Composer(s): Chris Rea
Performer(s): Chris Rea; Paul Cotton; Seppo Valjakka



In the silence of the side street
In the whisper of the night
From the darkness of the empty hours
To the early morning light
From the hustle down on main street
With all it's lights so bright
To the trucker on the highway
Pressing through the night

I can hear your heartbeat
I can hear your heartbeat
Girl, the sound of you is so sweet
To me

And I'm sailing on your wind song
Oh, I can feel the summer breeze
You've got me walking on my tiptoes
You've got me standing on my knees
From the mills way down in Pittsburgh
To the clubs of gay Paris
Ah, no matter where I roam, girl
You can always get to me

I can hear your heartbeat
I can hear your heartbeat
Girl, the sound of you is so sweet
To me

We got freezing Coca-Cola
We got anything you want
I moving on that back beat
Girl, but it's you that sings the song

'Cos I can hear your heartbeat
I can hear your heartbeat
The sound of you is so sweet
To me

Oh I still hear your heartbeat
Yea I still hear your heartbeat
Girl, the sound of you is so sweet
To me

Dawn's Highway
Composer(s): Jim Morrison
Performer(s): The Doors



Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind

Me and my -ah- mother and father - and a
grandmother and a grandfather - were driving through
the desert, at dawn, and a truck load of Indian
workers had either hit another car, or just - I don't
know what happened - but there were Indians scattered
all over the highway, bleeding to death

So the car pulls up and stops 
That was the first time I tasted fear 
I musta' been about four - like a child is like a flower 
his head is just floating in the breeze, man
The reaction I get now thinking about it, looking back
is that the souls of the ghosts of those dead Indians...
maybe one or two of 'em...were just running around freaking out 
and just leaped into my soul 
And they're still in there

Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind

Blood in the streets in the town of New Haven
Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice
Blood in my love in the terrible summer
Bloody red sun of Phantastic L.A.

Blood screams her brain as they chop off her fingers
Blood will be born in the birth if a nation
Blood is the rose of mysterious union
Blood on the rise, it's following me

Indian, Indian what did you die for?
Indian says, nothing at all

Angelina
Composer(s): Knut Koppang
Performer(s): Ray Charles



Angelina, why did you have to go
It's hard enough alone, well you should know
The scars you never showed me
Your eyes that turned away
Angelina, to God for you I prayed

Angelina, I often heard you weep
At times I'd stay awake and watch you sleep
Your innocence would move me
At times you've made me scared
Angelina, my love for you I cared

Angelina, in silence you would speak
A simple touch of you and I grew weak
You finally let me hold you
The day before you died
Angelina, my angel in the sky

You finally let me hold you
The day before you died
Angelina, my angel in the sky

Dawning
Composer(s): Mark Barkan; Tony Powers
Performer(s): Jay & The Americans



I woke up this morning, the sun's shining brightly 
And loving each leaf on each tree 
Remembering the way that your lips touched mine lightly 
Yes, your love is dawning on me 
Wo oh ah oh oh ah oh oh ah oh oh 
Yes, your love is dawning on me 

Flowers are bloomin', the robin is singing, 
And my heart is in harmony 
The sweet things you said have all to my head 
Oh yes, your love is dawning on me 
Wo oh ah oh oh ah oh oh ah oh oh 
Yes, your love is dawning on me 

Perfume and roses and blue skies and laughter 
The world is a great place to be 
What used to be sadness has turned into gladness 
Yes, your love is dawning on me 
Wo oh ah oh oh ah oh oh ah oh oh 
Yes, your love is dawning on me

Angelina
Performer(s): Marty Robbins



We were children who played
On the backstreets of border towns
And we dreamed of the day when we might run away
To where the good life was found
I remember the night
When I asked you to be my girl
Now I feel so ashamed of the promise I made
When I said I would give you the world

My Angelina, when I look in your eyes
I believe I could change the world
With you by my side
My Angelina, give me courage to try
I believe in the man I see
In my Angelina`s eyes

Seems like nothin` worked out
Quite the way it was planned to be
Oh, the dreams that we chased when we came to this place
Are like nightmares to me
Workin` day after day
In the noise of the factory
And the money`s no good but if I say a word
Immigration will take me away

My Angelina, when I look in your eyes
I believe I could change the world
With you by my side
My Angelina, give me courage to try
I believe in the man I see
In my Angelina`s eyes

If I hadn`t been drunk
I would never have hit that man
But the whiskey and I saw the look in his eye
When he asked Angelina to dance
Now they`re takin` me south
To a jail down in border town
But it won`t be for long, Angelina, be strong
Keep believin` our dreams will work out

My Angelina, when I look in your eyes
I believe I could change the world
With you by my side
My Angelina, give me courage to try
I believe in the man I see
In my Angelina`s eyes

My Angelina, when I look in your eyes
I believe I could change the world
With you by my side
My Angelina, give me courage to try

Dawn: Dawn Is A Feeling
Composer(s): Michael Pinder
Performer(s): The Moody Blues



Dawn is a feeling, a beautiful ceiling
The smell of grass just makes you pass into a dream

You're here today, no future fears
This day will last a thousand years, if you want it to

You look around you, things they astound you
So breathe in deep, you're not asleep open your mind

You're here today, no future fears
This day will last a thousand years, if you want it to

Do you understand that all over this land there's a feeling?
In minds far and near, things are becoming clear with a meaning

Now that you're knowing, pleasure starts flowing
It's true life flies, faster than eyes could ever see

You're here today, no future fears
This day will last a thousand years, if you want it to

Angélica Sérénade
Composer(s): André Tabet - Guy Carlier - Francis Lopez
Performer(s): Luis Mariano



Angélica, pourquoi es-tu si loin de moi
Tu es mon bonheur et ma joie!
Ton nom est si joli
Que j'en ai fait, chérie
La chanson de ma vie
Je veux chanter 

Angélica sérénade!
Au monde entier 
Angélica sérénade!
C'est un poème, un peu bohème
Sur ce vieux thème: l'Amour
Un air de danse, une romance
Qui recommence toujours
Chanson du cœur: Angélica sérénade!
Chanson des fleurs: Angélica sérénade!
Le vent qui court, au fond des bois
Chante pour moi, oh, mon amour
Angélica sérénade

Dawn (Go Away)
Composer(s): Gaudio; Linzer
Performer(s): Frankie Valli



Pretty as a midsummers morn, they call her Dawn

Dawn, go away I'm no good for you
Oh, Dawn, stay with him he'll be good to you
Hang on, Hang on to him

Think, what a big man he'll be
Think, all the places you'll see
Now think what the future would be
with a poor boy like me

Dawn go away, please go away
Although I know I want you to stay
Dawn go away, please go away
Baby don't cry, it's better this way

Oh Dawn go away, back where you belong
Girl we can't change the places
where we were born
Before you say that you want me

I want you to think what your family would say
think what you're throwing away
Now think what the future would be
with a poor boy like me
repeat 5x Dawn, go away I'm no good for you

If It Feels Good, Do It
Composer(s): Michael Vale
Performer(s): Della Reese; Don Crawford; Hog Heaven



Well, there's just one thing in this whole wide world that can make any man beg for more
And there ain't no feelin' like makin' sweet, sweet love so tell me what you're waiting for
If it feels good, do it
If it feels good, do it
If it feels good, do it
Yeah, just do it if it feels good

So don't you love me once, 'less you're gonna love me twice 
Every morning, every evening, every day of my life
And when the day comes that you find me lying dead and gone, long gone 
I'm gonna have these words inscribed upon my stone, yeah, yeah
If it feels good, do it
If it feels good, do it
If it feels good, do it
Hey, hey, hey, just do it if it feels good

Do it, do it, but you've got to do it, do it 
Do it, do it, but you've got to do it
Do it, do it, but you've got to do it, do it 
Do it, do it, but you've got to do it
Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it, but you've got to do it
If it feels good, do it
If it feels good, do it
If it feels good, do it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, just do it if it feels good

Just do it if it feels good
Just do it if it feels good
Just do it if it feels good
Just do it if it feels good
Just do it if it feels good

David's Song
Composer(s): David Paich
Performer(s): Cher



Won'tcha let me rock and roll you baby
I haven't seen you in a long, long time
I haven't fooled around with any candles lately
Just thought you might have some music in mind

Chorus:
Ah I just want to serenade you
Maybe we could even live a verse or two
And I could finish this ole love song
So I could start singing it to you
I could start singing it to you
If I could finish this ole love song
And I could start singing it to you

Won't you come and boogie-woogie with me baby
It's been a while since I held you close to me
I haven't met many boys like you baby
Knew I would find you eventually

Chorus