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  • 04-02-1969
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    Maman
    Composer(s): J.F. Porry; Gérard Salesses
    Performer(s): Dorothée Bercy



    Maman quel est donc ce tourment
    Maman cet étrange sentiment
    Maman cette envie qui me prend
    De rire et de pleurer
    De crier de chanter
    Maman rien n'est plus comme avant
    Maman je sens confusément
    Maman comme un enchantement
    Qui vient tout bouleverser
    Jusque dans mes pensées

    C'est comme un torrent
    Qui coule en grondant
    C'est comme un volcan
    Un cri de géant

    {Refrain:}
    Il n'y a qu'à toi
    Que je puisse dire tout ça
    J'ai besoin de toi
    Je t'en pris aide-moi
    Dis-moi pourquoi
    Pourquoi je suis comme ça?
    Maman est-ce un envoûtement
    Maman inexorablement
    Maman j'ai comme un sentiment
    Que ma vie va changer
    Que tout va exploser

    Maman c'est un ravissement
    Maman il faut rester violent
    Maman c'est un bouleversement
    De tout ce que j'ai fait
    De tout ce que j'aimais

    C'est comme un bonheur
    Si fort qu'il fait peur
    C'est comme un printemps
    Qui dure tout le temps
    {au Refrain}

    Maman ne cherche pas plus longtemps
    Maman j'ai compris à présent
    Maman la cause de mon tourment
    C'est ce gentil garçon
    Qui m'a pris ma raison
    Maman il m'a souri et puis
    Maman ça a changé ma vie
    Maman je ne pense plus qu'à lui
    La nuit et puis le jour
    Est-ce que c'est ça l'amour?

    C'est comme un torrent
    Qui coule en grondant
    C'est comme un printemps
    Qui dure tout le temps

    Il n'y a qu'à toi
    Que je puisse dire tout ça
    J'ai besoin de toi
    Je t'en pris aide-moi
    C'est mon problème
    Je crois bien que je l'aime ...



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    1-2 Crush On You
    Composer(s): Strummer; Jones
    Performer(s): The Clash



    Standing in a queue of a school canteen
    Guys on the corner they were laughin' at me
    But I don't mind if they see it all
    You know I gotta come clean
    I gotta come clean
    I got a crush on you

    My mind don't need it but my body do
    A little bit of loving and attention for you
    Although we're only strangers
    They don't need to know
    I gotta cum clean, I gotta cum clean
    ooh, I got a crush on you

    I wanna get serious right away
    1-2, I got a crush on you
    what you doin' today or any other day?
    1-2, I got a crush on you
    just one look and I go insane
    1-2, I got a crush on you

    Your daddy never comes to get you
    `Cos lives so far away
    But his Italian chauffeur shows up every day
    But I'll get you in the corner, I'll get you all alone
    I gotta cum clean, I gotta come clean

    I got a crush on you

    1-2, I got a crush on you
    1-2, I got a crush on you
    1-2, I got a crush on you
    I said 1-2
    I got a crush on you

    Why should I get a crush on you?




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    03-02-1969
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    Maman
    English & Italian Titles: Mama; Mamma
    Composer(s): Cesare Andrea Bixio; Bruno Cherubini
    Performer(s): Dalida



    Quoi de plus doux de plus tendre
    Que le cœur d'une maman
    Qui donc c'est mieux nous comprendre
    Et calme tous nos tourments

    Maman
    C'est pour toi seule que ce soir je chante
    Maman
    Toi dont la grâce et la douceur m'enchante
    Que m'importe si l'âge a creusé ton cher visage
    Et si je vois tomber peu à peu la neige sur tes cheveux
    Maman tu gardes toujours ton sourire charmant
    Et tout comme autrefois mon seul bonheur c'est de te dire
    Maman

    Dès que j'ouvrais les paupières
    Dans tes bras tu me pressais
    Et parfois des nuits entière
    En chantant tu me berçais

    Maman
    C'est pour toi seule que ce soir je chante
    Maman
    Toi dont la grâce et la douceur m'enchante
    Que m'importe si l'âge a creusé ton cher visage
    Et si je vois tomber peu à peu la neige sur tes cheveux
    Maman
    Tu gardes toujours ton sourire charmant
    Et tout comme autrefois mon seul bonheur c'est de te dire
    Maman
    Maman, Maman



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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    12/8 Blues (All The Same)
    Composer(s): Stephen Stills
    Performer(s): Stephen Stills



    Can you see me cryin’?
    Can you hear me dyin’?
    I want to talk to you
    Listen too
    Do you know me
    Like I know you?
    Do you love me
    Like I love you?
    Is it all the same, yeah?
    We’ll be old friends
    Tryin’.
    Till the road ends
    We’ll be fine.
    Listen to me say to you
    I got the music
    I need the space
    I like to use it
    To get out of this place
    Cause it’s all the same, yeah
    I got the miserables
    Help me
    Don’t seem sensible
    You tell me
    I want to talk to you
    Listen too
    Too many times
    I swallow my words
    Is it a crime
    To want to make her
    Or is it all the same, yeah?




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    02-02-1969
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    Maman
    Composer(s): Christophe
    Performer(s): Christophe



    Une femme pleure son enfant perdu à tout jamais
    Elle se souvient du temps passé où l'enfant lui disait
    Maman maman quand m'achèteras-tu un train électrique?
    Je le voudrais pour ne plus jouer avec celui des copains

    Une femme pleure son enfant perdu à tout jamais
    Elle se souvient du temps passé où l'enfant lui disait
    Maman maman aujourd'hui c'est ta fête
    Pour toi je suis allé cueillir ces petites fleurs
    Qui te porteront bonheur ce ne sont que des coquelicots

    Une femme pleure son enfant perdu à tout jamais
    Elle se souvient du temps passé où l'enfant lui chantait
    Ta ba dou...



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    120...150...200 Kms. Por Hora
    Composer(s): Roberto Carlos
    Performer(s): Roberto Carlos



    As coisas estão passando mais depressa
    O ponteiro marca 120
    O tempo diminui
    As árvores passam como vultos
    A vida passa
    O tempo passa
    Estou a 130
    As imagens se confundem
    Estou fugindo de mim mesmo
    Fugindo do passado
    Do meu mundo assombrado
    De tristeza
    De incerteza
    Estou a 140
    Fugindo de você

    Eu vou voando pela vida
    Sem querer chegar
    Nada vai mudar meu rumo
    Nem me fazer voltar

    Vivo fugindo sem destino algum
    Sigo caminhos que me levam a lugar nenhum

    O ponteiro marca 150
    Tudo passa ainda mais depressa
    O amor, a felicidade
    O vento afasta uma lágrima
    Que começa a rolar no meu rosto
    Estou a 160
    Vou acender os faróis
    Já é noite
    Agora são as luzes que passam por mim
    Sinto um vazio imenso
    Estou só na escuridão
    A 180
    Estou fugindo de você

    Eu vou sem saber pra onde
    Nem quando vou parar
    Não, não deixo marcas no caminho
    Pra não saber voltar

    Às vezes sinto que o mundo se esqueceu de mim
    Não, não sei por quanto tempo ainda
    Eu vou viver assim

    O ponteiro agora marca 190
    Por um momento tive a sensação de ter você a meu lado
    O banco está vazio
    Estou só
    A 200 por hora
    Vou parar de pensar em você pra prestar atenção na estrada




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    01-02-1969
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    Mamaïéba
    Composer(s): Alfredo Larios; Roger Loubet
    Performer(s): Nana Mouskouri



    Gentle breeze blows, so softly wakes the morning
    (wakes the morning)
    The air is still, see the night is yawning (night is yawning)
    Feel the warmth of the first shy yellow sun rays falling
    (sun rays falling)
    Hear the birds sing, a newborn day are calling

    In this life filled with loneliness and sorrow (sorrow)
    Where dark are the dreams and the paths are narrow (paths are narrow)
    Let your heart, freedom, peace, love, tenderness to follow (to follow)
    Singing these words: "Think of a new tomorrow"

    Ooh, mamamaïé, mamaïéba (mamaïéba)
    Ooh, mamamaïé, mamaïéba (mamaïéba)
    Ooh, mamamaïé, mamaïéba (mamaïéba)
    Ooh, mamamaïé, mamaïéba (mamaïéba)

    Children's laughter around with smiling faces (smiling faces)
    Like flowers bloom, know no tribes or races (tribes or races)
    Give them love, give them hope and music from all places (from all places)
    Eagles fly high, always to find new spaces

    Ooh, mamamaïé, mamaïéba (mamaïéba)
    Ooh, mamamaïé, mamaïéba (mamaïéba)
    Ooh, mamamaïé, mamaïéba (mamaïéba)
    Ooh, mamamaïé, mamaïéba (mamaïéba)

    Ooh, mamamaïé, mamaïéba (mamaïéba)
    Ooh, mamamaïé, mamaïéba (mamaïéba)
    Ooh, mamamaïé, mamaïéba (mamaïéba)
    Ooh, mamamaïé, mamaïéba (mamaïéba) ....



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    1-2-3
    Composer(s): Gloria M. Estefan; Enrique Garcia
    Performer(s): Gloria Estefan & The Miami Sound Machine



    They tell me you're a shy boy
    But I want you just the same
    Don't play innocent with me
    You know it's not just fun and games
    When I look into your eyes
    So much passion burns inside
    But if you need some coaxing
    I will do it
    Step by step there's nothing to it

    1-2-3-4 come on baby say you love me
    5-6-7 times
    8-9-10-11 I'm just gonna keep on counting
    Until you are mine

    Come out of your shell, boy
    You know we go like hand in glove
    You're afraid of giving in
    But I am never giving up on your love
    And no matter what it takes
    I will steal your heart away
    Take a chance for once you won't regret it
    Want my love just come and get it

    1-2-3-4 come on baby say you love me
    5-6-7 times
    8-9-10-11 I'm just gonna keep on counting
    Until you are mine

    So no matter what it takes
    I will steal your heart away
    Take a chance for once you won't regret it
    Want my love just come and get it

    1-2-3-4 come on baby say you love me
    5-6-7 times
    8-9-10-11 I'm just gonna keep on counting
    Until you are mine

    1-2-3-4 come on baby say you love me
    5-6-7 times
    You got to give me your love
    8-9-10-11 I'm just gonna keep on counting baby
    Until you are mine

    1-2-3-4
    5-6-7 times
    8-9-10-11

    1-2-3-4
    5-6-7 times
    8-9-10-11




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    31-01-1969
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    Mama, You Got A Daughter
    Composer(s): John Lee Hooker
    Performer(s): John Lee Hooker



    Well mama mama, talk to your daughter for me
    Well mama mama, talk to your daughter for me
    Tell your daughter that I love her now, I'll do anything I can
    Tell your daughter I love her, love her till the day I die
    Tell your daughter I love her, I'll love her till the day I die
    I want to you to talk to your daughter, talk to your daughter for me
    I'm loving that woman, I'm crazy about your daughter
    I'm waiting for your daughter, I love your daughter
    I love your daughter, tell me what I'll do

    I said look over here now mama
    Ever since mama, your daughter was five years old
    I was six years old, we were going to school together mama
    I was a natural born fool for your daughter mama
    Mama please talk to your daughter
    Tell your daughter I love her mama
    I love your daughter, do anything she says
    Mama talk to your daughter
    Mama talk to your daughter
    Tell your daughter I love her
    Mama talk to your daughter
    Tell your daughter I love her
    Mama talk to your daughter for me

    I'm crazy about your daughter
    Mama I'm crazy about your daughter
    Mama talk to your daughter
    You know that's your daughter
    Tell your daughter I love her
    Talk to your daughter, talk to your daughter for me
    Mama talk to your daughter (repeat)



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    Oh! Look At Me Now
    Composer(s): Joe Bushkin; John DeVries
    Performer(s): Frank Sinatra



    I'm not the guy who cared about love
    And Im not the guy who cared about fortunes and such
    I never cared much
    Oh, look at me now!

    I never knew the technique of kissing
    I never knew the thrill I could get from your touch
    I never knew much
    Oh, look at me now!

    I'm a new man better than Casanova at his best
    With a new heart and a brand new start
    Why I'm so proud I'm bustin' my vest

    So I'm the guy who turned out a lover
    Yes I'm the guy who laughed at those blue diamond rings
    One of those things
    Oh, look at me now!

    I'not the guy who cared about love
    And I'm not the guy who cared about fortunes and such
    I never cared much
    Oh, look at me now!

    And I never knew the technique of kissing
    I never knew the thrill I could get from your touch
    I never knew much
    Oh, look at me now!

    I'm a new man better than Casanova at his very best
    With a new heart and a brand new start
    I'm so proud I'm bustin' my vest

    So I'm the guy who turned out a lover
    Yes I'm the guy who laughed at those blue diamond rings
    One of those things
    Oh, look at me now!
    Look at me now!




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    30-01-1969
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    Oh, My My
    Composer(s): Vini Poncia; Richard Starkey
    Performer(s): Ringo Starr;
    Maggie Bell; Winston Groovy; David Hentschel



    I phoned up my doctor
    To see what's the matter
    He said come on over
    I said do I have to
    My knees started shakin'
    My wrist started achin'
    When my doctor said to me...

    Oh my my, oh my my
    Can you boogie, can you slide
    Oh my my, oh my my
    You can boogie, if you try
    Oh my my, oh my my
    It's guaranteed to keep you alive

    The head nurse
    She blew in, just like a tornado
    When they started dancin'
    I jumped off the table
    I felt myself healin', and I was leavin'
    This is what they said to me...

    Oh my my, oh my my
    Can you boogie, can you slide
    Oh my my, oh my my
    You can boogie, you can fly
    Oh my my, if you try
    It's guaranteed to keep you alive

    Now if you should slow down
    And you're feelin' low down
    Don't call up your doctor
    Just grab you a partner
    It's what you've been missin'
    I've got your prescription
    That boogie woogie remedy

    Oh my my, oh my my
    You can you boogie, can you slide
    Oh my my, oh my my
    We can boogie, 'till we die
    Oh my my, if you try
    It's guaranteed to keep you alive

    Oh my my, oh my my
    Watch me boogie, watch me fly
    Oh my my, oh my my
    Born to boogie, born to slide
    Oh my my, oh my my
    Ooh wee boogie, ooh wee I
    Oh my my, oh my my
    Play that boogie, play that slide




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    29-01-1969
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    Mama, Mag Mijn Popje Naar De Hemel
    Composer(s): Cy Coben; Bobbejaan Schoepen; Louis Verbeeck
    Performer(s): Bobbejaan Schoepen



    Marleentje was een jaar of drie
    Zij ging vaak spelen met haar popje op de straat
    En toen een wagen kwam die plotseling vergeefs nog had geremd
    Hield zij haar pop krampachtig vast geklemd

    M'n lij haar toen in een wit bed
    Daar lag ze bleekjes met haar popje in haar arm
    Zij kon niet horen wat de dokter tot haar moeder zachtjes zei
    En smeken en vol pijn fluisterde zij

    Mammie, mag m'n popje naar de hemel met me mee
    Mammie, mag m'n popje naar de hemel met me mee
    Zijn de engeltjes soms boos
    Kijk het slaapt gelijk een roos
    Mammie, mag m'n popje naar de hemel met me mee

    Nu slaapt ze stil, maar voor altijd
    Haar kleine pop naast haar zoals ze had gevraagd
    En in de nacht zit er een moeder eenzaam naast een lege bed
    Zij hoort een kinderstem die zachtjes klaagt

    Oh, mammie, mag m'n popje naar de hemel met me mee
    Mammie, mag m'n popje naar de hemel met me mee
    Zijn de engeltjes soms boos
    Kijk het slaapt gelijk een roos
    Mammie, mag m'n popje naar de hemel met me mee

    Zijn de engeltjes soms boos
    Kijk het slaapt gelijk een roos
    Mammie, mag m'n popje naar de hemel met me mee



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    Oh My Lady
    Composer(s): Kim Berly
    Performer(s): The Stampeders



    Oh, my lady
    I'm alone, you'd feel your presence in the night
    Oh, my lady
    Through the storm I felt your fire, saw your light
    Oh, my lady
    I said lady, I can feel
    That soon my lady will be free
    And ain't it like walkin' out after the pourin' rain
    To meet the morning train

    Oh, my lady
    There will be time for reflection and for play
    Oh, my lady
    Well, a darker night will dawn a brighter day
    Oh, my lady
    I said lady, I can feel
    That soon my lady will be real
    And ain't it like walkin' out after the pourin' rain
    To meet the morning train

    And life being what it is
    She'll be round in time
    And time changing like it does
    Oh, won't change my mind about my lady so real
    I said, my lady can feel
    And ain't it like walkin' out through the pourin' rain
    To meet the morning train

    ---- Instrumental Interlude ----

    Oh, my lady
    I said lady, I can feel
    That soon my lady will be real
    And ain't it like walkin' out after the pourin' rain
    To meet the morning train
    Well, in the morning rain
    Oh, my lady




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    28-01-1969
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    Mama, Look At Bubu
    Composer(s): Lord Melody
    Performer(s): Harry Belafonte



    I wonder why nobody don't like me
    Or is it the fact that I'm ugly?
    I wonder why nobody don't like me
    Or is it the fact that I'm ugly?

    I leave my whole house and home
    My children don't want me no more
    Bad talk inside de house dey bring
    And when I talk they start to sing

    "Mama, look at bubu" they shout
    Their mother tell them "shut up your mout'"
    "That is your daddy", "oh, no"
    "My daddy can't be ugly so"
    "Shut your mout' " "Go away"

    "Mama, look at bubu" dey (ooh)
    "Shut your mout' " "Go away"
    "Mama, look at bubu" dey

    I couldn't even digest me supper
    Due to thee children's behavior
    John ("Yes, pa")-"come here a moment"
    "Bring de belt, you're much too impudent"
    John says it's James who started first
    James tells thee story in reverse
    I drag my belt from off me waist
    You should hear dem screamin' round de place

    "Mama, look at bubu" they shout
    Their mother tell them "shut up your mout'"
    "That is your daddy", "oh, no"
    "My daddy can't be ugly so"
    "Shut your mout'" "Go away"

    "Mama, look at bubu" dey (ooh)
    "Shut your mout'" "Go away"
    "Mama, look at bubu" dey (oh)



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Oh, Moon Of The Summer Night (Tell My Mother Her Boy Is All Right)
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    Oh, Moon Of The Summer Night
    (Tell My Mother Her Boy Is All Right)
    Composer(s): Allan J. Flynn



    Over There, The silvry moon was shining
    Over There, A soldier boy while pining
    To the moon pleaded, And if it heeded
    This is what it heard him say, Oh!

    Over There, The night was dark and dreary
    Over There, Two loving hearts were weary
    Sweetheart and mother, Asking each other
    Will our Soldier boy return, Oh!

    Moon, of the summer night
    Your silvry beams bring me dreams
    of the loved ones way back home
    Could you only tell them all
    That I'm safe tonight
    How it would cheer up the loved ones far across the foam
    Over yonder in the golden west
    My mother's praying
    And the little girl I love the best, Is praying too
    So I'm asking you, Oh! Moon
    Won't you send your light
    And tell my mother for me, cross the sea
    Her boy's alright




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    27-01-1969
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Mama, I'm Coming Home
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    Mama, I'm Coming Home
    Composer(s): Lemmy Kilmister; Ozzy Osbourne; Zakk Wylde
    Performer(s): Ozzy Osbourne;
    Lily Holbrook; Iron Horse; Bud E. Luv



    Times have changed and times are strange
    Here I come but I ain't the same
    Mama, I'm coming home
    Times go by, seems to be
    You could have been a better friend to me
    Mama, I'm coming home

    You took me in and you drove me out
    Yeah, you had me hypnotized, yeah
    Lost and found and turned around
    By the fire in your eyes

    You made me cry, you told me lies
    But I can't stand to say goodbye
    Mama, I'm coming home
    I could be right, I could be wrong
    It hurts so bad it's been so long
    Mama, I'm coming home

    Selfish love yeah we're both alone
    The ride before the fall, yeah
    But I'm gonna take this heart of stone
    I just got to have it all

    I've seen your face a hundred times
    Everyday we've been apart
    I don't care about the sunshine, yeah
    'Cause mama, mama, I'm coming home
    I'm coming home
    I'm coming home

    You took me in and you drove me out
    Yeah, you had me hypnotized, yeah
    Lost and found and turned around
    By the fire in your eyes

    I've seen your face a thousand times
    Everyday we've been apart
    I don't care about the sunshine, yeah
    'Cause mama, mama, I'm coming home
    I'm coming home
    I'm coming home



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Oh, Lonesome Me
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    Oh, Lonesome Me
    French Title: Oh Quelle Nuit
    Composer(s): Don Gibson
    Performer(s): Don Gibson;
    and various other artists



    Everybody's going out and having fun
    I'm just a fool for staying home and having none
    I can't get over how she set me free
    Oh lonesome me

    A bad mistake I'm making bout just hanging round
    I know that I should have some fun an paint the town
    A love sick fool that's blind and just can't see
    Oh lonesome me

    I'll bet she's not like me
    She's out an fancy free
    Flirting with the boys with all her charms
    But I still love her so
    And brother don't you know
    I'd welcome her right back here in my arms

    Well there must be some way
    I can lose these lonesome blue
    Forget about the past and find somebody new
    I've thought of everything from A to Z
    Oh lonesome me

    (guitar solo) (ba-de-op-bop-bop)
    (ba-de-op-bop-bop)
    (Oh lonesome me)

    Well I bet she's not like me
    She's out and fancy free
    Flirting with the boys with all her charms
    But I still love her so
    And brother don't you know
    I'd welcome her right back into my arms

    Well there must be some way
    I can lose these lonesome blues
    Forget about the past and find somebody new
    I've thought of everything from A to Z
    Oh lonesome me

    Oh lonesome me...




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    26-01-1969
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Mama, I Wanna Make Rhythm
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    Mama, I Wanna Make Rhythm
    Composer(s): Jerome Jerome; Richard Byron; Walter Kent
    Performer(s): Cab Calloway
    and various other artists



    Yasha was a prodigy, since he was a kid of three
    He could play a rhapsody as good as they come
    But as strange as it may be, Yasha hated melody
    He had a yen for tympani, he longed to play a drum
    When his Mother made him practice on the fiddle every day
    He'd stop right in the middle and he'd say....

    Mama, I wanna make rhythm
    Don't wanta make music
    Just wanna go zoozi-zah-zah-zoozi
    Ooh-cah-dee-doodle-oodle-aah-doo

    Mama, I wanna get hotcha
    I wanta make boombah
    I wanna go gah-gah
    Za-rah-kah, zat-zow, ooh-dee-lah

    I've got no desire to carry a Stradivarius, but
    There's no limit of primitive tom-tom in my tum-tum

    Mama, I wanna make rhythm
    Don't wanta make music
    Just wanna go wookee-ah-kay-a-kaya-kaya
    Yag-a-yag-a-yag-a-yag



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Oh, Lady Be Good
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    Oh, Lady Be Good
    Composer(s): George Gershwin; Ira Gershwin
    Performer(s): Ella Fitzgerald;
    and various other artists



    Listen to my tale of woe
    it's terribly sad but true
    All dressed up, no place to go
    Each evening I'm awfully blue
    I must win some handsome guy
    Can't go on like this
    I could blossom out I know
    With somebody just like you
    So...
    Oh, sweet and lovely lady, be good
    Oh, lady, be good to me
    I am so awfully misunderstood
    So lady, be good to me
    Oh, please have some pity
    I'm all-alone in this big city
    I tell you I'm just a lonesome babe in the wood
    So lady be good to me
    Oh, please have some pity
    I'm all alone in this big city
    I tell you I'm just a lonesome babe in the wood
    So lady be good to me
    Oh lady be good to me




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    25-01-1969
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    Mama, Don't Whip Little Buford
    Composer(s): Kenneth C. Burns; Henry D. Haynes



    Mama don't whip little Buford
    Mama don't pound on his head
    Mama don't whip little Buford
    I think you should shoot him instead

    (Henry)
    Bang!

    Yes, folks, we only have high class stuff on this show



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