Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Man And Woman Composer(s): Jay Livingstone; Ray Evans Performer(s): Rosemary Clooney & Bing Crosby
Both: A man or a woman, we all will agree To make life worth living is necessary
Rosemary: A man is a creature we cant overlook As easy to read as a page in a book Hell boast and hell brag of the women he spurned But just like a doorknob his head can be turned
A man oh a man any woman will say Whatever he is, we like him that way
Bing: A woman is something both evil and good But too complicated to be understood An angel when loving, a devil when mad A woman can make you both happy and sad
A woman, a woman, oh what can she be Whatever she is, shes necessary
Rosemary: Complains that hes henpecked and treated so bad But if hes ignored, then hell holler like mad He knows all the methods of landing a fish But still cant be trusted at drying a dish
Uh-huh, (uh-huh), uh-huh, (uh-huh), mm-mm, (mm-mm), mm-mm, (mm-mm) A man, oh a man, any woman will say Whatever he is, we like him that way
Bing: Afraid of a cricket, shell scream at a mouse But shell tackle a husband as big as a house Shell take him for better, shell take him for worse Shell bust his head open and then be his nurse
1977 Composer(s): Mick Jones; Joe Strummer Performer(s): The Clash
In 1977 I hope I go to heaven 'Cos I been too long on the dole And I can't work at all
Danger stranger You better paint your face No Elvis, Beatles, or The Rolling Stones In 1977
In 1977 Knives in west 11 Lent so lucky to be rich Sten guns in Knightsbridge
Danger stranger You better paint your face No Elvis, Beatles or The Rolling Stones In 1977
In 1977 You're on the never never You think it can't go on forever But the papers say it's better I don't care 'cos I'm not all there No Elvis, Beatles or The Rolling Stones
In 1977 Sod the jubilee In 1978 In 1979 Stayed in bed In 1980 In 1981 The toilet don't work In 1982 In 1983 Here come the police In 1984
Man Composer(s): Elton John; Bernie Taupin Performer(s): Elton John
Man stands in all his glory Sitting at the crossroads of the same old story Man got his make-up, wears it like a mask Hides inside a child, lives inside a glass Man breathes his own deceit Man worships his own defeat
Oh I'm a man, I know what it feels like I'm a man, working on the living part of life You see through me, I understand But don't lose hope if you can Have a little faith in man
Shakespeare's men got all the lines Modern man lives back in time Man got bravado in his big steel hands Runs with the wolf, sleeps with the lamb Man falls, cuts and bleeds Man stumbles on his own belief
He's the hoax behind the thrill The poison arrow, the bitter pill Hard to swallow, hard to kill, hard to understand He's the light behind the hill The broken promise, the iron will Hard to kill, hard to understand
1980 Composer(s): Pierre Rapsat Performer(s): Pierre Rapsat
Premiers bruits Des poubelles Pour les villes Au réveil Tu sors de ta nuit!
Premiers mots Au café Au métro... "Année 80" T'as vraiment pas la gueule Des imaginations Des vieux livres science-fiction!
Tu n'as pas plein de spoutnick, d'androïdes On fabrique pas des soucoupes chez Plymouth On dîne pas aux pilules On vit pas dans des bulles!
"1980" Tu es cet écran Où sont projetés Nos espoirs-succès Amours en question Et nouvelles chansons!
Tous les plans d'une paix Qui dorment empagés Départs de folie Pour Gallipolli! De nouveaux romans De nouveaux présidents
En flash-backs Tu nous rassures Pour le futur Dans le lin Le strass et Chopin!
Les journaux imprimeront Nos jours sous ton nom! Malgré les machines Les enfants feront Encore sur leurs doigts Toutes leurs additions!
Les autruches ne gouvernent pas notre terre On fait pas nos lunes de miel en stellaire! Pas de Club sur Pluton On n'est pas des mutants!
"1980" Malgré l'synthétique On rêvera encore En films, en musiques On fera l'amour Mais non-télépathique!
Décomprime Nos envies, nos déprimes "1980" T'es notre starting-block Pour la course dans l'époque! "1980" T'as notre starting-block Pour la course dans l'époque! "1980"
Mamy Blue Composer(s): Hubert Giraud; H. Pagani Performer(s): Dalida
Oh Mamy, Mamy Dove sei Mamy Oh Mamy, Mamy, Mamy blue Oh Mamy blue
Inestre chiuse sulla via ha spento gli occhi casa mia E da che parte andro non so Più A sedici anni ero già Ferita dalla realtà E mi sentivo sempre più Giù
Oh Mamy Oh Mamy, Mamy Dove sei Mamy Oh Mamy, Mamy, Mamy blue oh Mamy, Mamy blue, oh Mamy blue
Trovavo sempre in braccio a te Risposta a tutti i miei perché Ma adesso non risponderai Più Incontro al mio destino andro La direzione non la so Il primo treno e saliro Su
Oh Mamy Oh Mamy, Mamy blue, oh Mamy blue Oh Mamy, Mamy Oh Mamy, oh Mamy, Mamy blue Oh Mamy blue Dove sei Mamy Oh Mamy, oh Mamy, Mamy blue, oh Mamy blue Oh Mamy, Mamy, Mamy blue Oh Mamy, Mamy blue Oh Mamy blue
Un giorno tu m'hai detto sai Col primo amore te ne andrai E invece sei fuggita tu Tu Finestre chiase sulla via Ha spento gli occhi casa mia Neanche io ci tornero Più
Oh Mamy Oh Mamy, Mamy blue, oh Mamy blue Oh Mamy Oh Mamy, Mamy blue, oh Mamy blue Oh Mamy, oh Mamy, Mamy blue Oh Mamy blue Oh Mamy, Mamy Oh Mamy, oh Mamy blue, ohmamy blue Dove sei mamy Oh mamy, oh mamy, mamy blue, oh mamy blue Oh mamy, mamy, mamy blue Oh mamy, mamy blue Oh mamy blue Oh mamy, mamy, mamy blue Oh mamy, mamy blue Oh mamy blue Oh mamy, mamy, mamy blue Oh mamy, mamy blue Oh mamy blue Oh mamy, mamy blue Oh mamy blue
I could be desperate I think I'm brave Could stay and watch you (repeat)
You gave me nothing, an early grave I'm vegetating. I want more, more, more I want everything in 1981
Anywhere, any place will do I'm leaving England We're near the ending You gave me nothing No more pretending I'm looking forward to our parting in 1981, 1981
We're near the ending I'm just pretending It's all been said before
I want more, more, more in 1981, 1981, 1981 You gave me nothing I want more, more, more I want everything in 1981 I'm leaving England We're near the ending You gave me nothing No more pretending
1981, 1981, 1981, 1981, 1981, 1981 I want everything in 1981 1981, 1981 I want everything in 1981
1983 (A Mermaid I Should Turn To Be) Composer(s): Jimi Hendrix Performer(s): Jimi Hendrix
Hurray I awake from yesterday Alive but the war is here to stay So my love catherina and me Decide to take our last walk thru the noise to the sea Not to die but to be reborn Away from the lands so battred and torn Forever forever
Oh say can you see it's really such a mess Every inch of earth is a fighting nest Giant pencil and lipstick-tube shaped things Continue to rain and cause screamin' pain And the arctic stains from silver blue to bloody red As our feet find the sand And the sea is straight ahad Straight up ahead
Well it's too bad that our friends can't be with us today Well it's too bad The machine that we built Would never save us that's what they say That's why they ain't comin' with us today And they also said it's impossible For a man to live and breathe undrerwater Forever was a main complaint Yeah and they also threw this in my face they said Anyway you know good and well It would be beyond the will of god And the grace of the king Grace of the king Yeah
Ooo
So my darling and I make love in the sand To salute the last moment ever on dry land Our machine it has done it's work played it's part well Without a scratch on our body when we bid it farewell Starfish and giant foams greet us with a smile Before our heads go under we take our last look at the killing noise Of the out of style The out of style out of style oh yeah Oooo
So down and down and down and down we go Hurry my darlin' we mustn't be late For the show Neptune champion games to an aqua world is so my dear Right this way smiles a mermaid I can hear atlantis full of cheer Atlantis full of cheer I can hear atlantis full of cheer Oh yeah
Mam'selle Composer(s): Mack Gordon; Edmond Goulding Performer(s): The Pied Pipers & Jo Stafford and various other artists
A small Café Mam'selle, our rendezvous, Mam'selle The violins were warm and sweet, and so were you Mam'selle And as the night danced by, a kiss became a sigh Your lovely eyes seemed to sparkle just like wine does No heart ever yearned the way that mine does for you And yet I know too well someday you'll say goodbye Then violins will cry, and so will I Mam'selle
1984 Composer(s): Randy California Performer(s): Spirit; Nash The Slash
1984 knockin' on your door will you let it come will you let it run your life
1984 knockin' on your door will you let it come will you let it run your life
someone will be waiting for you at your door when you get home tonight ah yes he's gonna tell you darkness gives you much more than you get from the light classic plastic guards well they're your special friends they see you every night well they call themselves your brothers but you know it's no game you're never out of their sight
it's time you started thinking inside your head that you should stand up and fight oh where will you be when the freedom must end just one year from tonight classic plastic coppers are your special friends they see you every night well they call themselves protection but they know it's no game you're never out of their sight
I'm gonna run through the jungle I'm not going to ever come back
Mamma English & French Titles: Mama; Maman Composer(s): Cesare Andrea Bixio; Bruno Cherubini Performer(s): Beniamino Gigli and various other artists
Mamma, son tanto felice perché ritorno da te La mia canzone ti dice ch'è il più bel sogno per me! Mamma son tanto felice... Viver lontano perché?
Mamma, solo per te la mia canzone vola mamma, sarai con me, tu non sarai più sola! Quanto ti voglio bene! Queste parole d'amore che ti sospira il mio cuore forse non s'usano più, mamma! ma la canzone mia più bella sei tu! Sei tu la vita e per la vita non ti lascio mai più!
Sento la mano tua stanca cerca i miei riccioli d'or Sento, e la voce ti manca la ninna nanna d'allor Oggi la testa tua bianca io voglio stringere al cuor
Mamma, solo per te la mia canzone vola mamma, sarai con me, tu non sarai più sola! Quanto ti voglio bene! Queste parole d'amore che ti sospira il mio cuore forse non s'usano più, mamma! ma la canzone mia più bella sei tu! Sei tu la vita e per la vita non ti lascio mai più! Mamma... mai più!
1999 Composer(s): Sergio Bardotti; Lucio Dalla; Gian Franco Reverberi Performer(s): Lucio Dalla
È bruciato anche l'ultimo fiore grigio fumo è il colore del sole sono solo in un mondo che tace finalmente è scoppiata la pace aspettavo che venisse il momento ora parlo solamente col vento finalmente questo mondo è più bello il fratello più non odia il fratello Cosa farò non lo so cosa dirò niente, niente, niente Son salito su di un tram che non parte sto seduto come sempre in disparte non mi piace tutto quello che dico ho paura io mi sento nemico Cosa farò non lo so cosa dirò niente, niente, niente
Mamy Blue Composer(s): Hubert Giraud Originally performed by: Nicoletta Covered by various other artists
Oh Mamy, oh mamy blue Oh Mamy blue Oh Mamy blue Ou es tu, ou es tu mamy blue Oh mamy blue Je suis partie un soir d'été
Sans dire un mot sans t'embrasser Sans un regard sur le passé Dès que j'ai franchi la frontière Le vent soufflait plus fort qu'hier Quand j'étais près de toi ma mère
Oh Mamy, oh mamy blue Oh Mamy blue Oh Mamy blue Ou es tu, ou es tu mamy blue Oh mamy blue
Et aujourd'hui je reviens Ou j'ai refait tout le chemin Qui m'avait entraîne si loin Tu n'es plus la pour me sourire Me réchauffer me recueillir Et je n'ai plus qu'a repartir
Oh Mamy, oh mamy blue Oh Mamy blue Oh Mamy blue Ou es tu, ou es tu mamy blue Oh mamy blue La maison a ferme ses yeux Le chat et les chiens sont très vieux Et ils viennent me dire adieu Je ne reviendrai plus jamais Dans ce village que j'aimais Ou tu reposes désormais
1999
Composer(s): Prince Rogers Nelson
Performer(s): Prince;
and various other artists
Don't worry, I won't hurt U
I only want U 2 have some fun
I was dreamin' when I wrote this
Forgive me if it goes astray
But when I woke up this mornin'
Coulda sworn it was judgment day
The sky was all purple
there were people runnin' everywhere
Tryin' 2 run from the destruction
U know I didn't even care
'Cuz they say two thousand zero zero party over
oops out of time
So tonight I'm gonna party like it's 1999
I was dreamin' when I wrote this
So sue me if I go 2 fast
But life is just a party, and parties weren't meant 2 last
War is all around us, my mind says prepare 2 fight
So if I gotta die I'm gonna listen 2 my body tonight
Yeah, they say two thousand zero zero party over
oops out of time
So tonight I'm gonna party like it's 1999
Yeah
Lemme tell ya somethin'
If U didn't come 2 party
don't bother knockin' on my door
I got a lion in my pocket
and baby he's ready 2 roar
Yeah, everybody's got a bomb
we could all die any day
But before I'll let that happen
I'll dance my life away
Oh, they say two thousand zero zero party over
oops out of time
We're runnin' outta time (Tonight I'm gonna)
So tonight we gonna (party like it's 1999)
we gonna, oww
Say it 1 more time
Two thousand zero zero party over oops
out of time (Tonight I'm gonna)
So tonight we gonna (party like it's 1999)
we gonna, oww
Alright, it's 1999
You say it, 1999
1999
1999 don't stop, don't stop, say it 1 more time
Two thousand zero zero party over
oops out of time
Yeah, yeah (Tonight I'm gonna)
So tonight we gonna (party like it's 1999)
we gonna, oww
Yeah, 1999 (1999)
Don'tcha wanna go (1999)
Don'tcha wanna go (1999)
We could all die any day (1999)
I don't wanna die
I'd rather dance my life away (1999)
Listen 2 what I'm tryin' 2 say
Everybody, everybody say party
C'mon now, U say party
That's right, everybody say (Party)
Can't run from the revelation, no (Party)
Sing it 4 your nation y'all (Party)
Tell me what you're singin', baby say (Party)
Telephone's a-ringin', mama (Party)
C'mon, c'mon, U say (Party)
Everybody, [two times] (Party)
Work it down 2 the ground, say (Party)
Come on, take my body, baby (Party)
That's right, c'mon, sing the song (Party)
That's right (Party)
Got a lion in my pocket mama, say (Party)
Oh--and he's ready 2 roar (Party)
Mommy--why does everybody have a bomb?
Mommy--why does everybody have a bomb?
19th Nervous Breakdown Composer(s): Mick Jagger; Keith Richards Performer(s): The Rolling Stones
You're the kind of person you meet at certain Dismal, dull affairs Center of the crowd, talkin' much too loud Runnin' up and down the stairs
Well it seems to me that you have seen Too much in too few years And though you try you just can't hide Your eyes are edged with tears
{Refrain} You better stop and look around Here it comes, here it comes Here it comes, here it comes Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown
{Repeatable verses} When you were a child you were treated kind But never brought up right And you were always spoiled with a thousand toys But still you cried all night Your mother who neglected you Owes a million dollars tax And your father's still perfecting ways Of making sealing wax
{Refrain}
{Bridge} Oh, who's to blame That girl's just insane Well nothin' I do don't seem to work It only seems to make matters worse Oh, please
Well, you were still in school when you had that fool Who really messed your mind And after that you turned your back On treating people kind
On our first trip I tried so hard To rearrange your mind But after a while I realized You were disarranging mine
{Refrain, Bridge}
{Repeatable verses}
You will stop and look around Here it comes Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown
M'amie Composer(s): Robert Chabrier; Jo Moutet Performer(s): Georges Guétary
Quand tu viens vers moi abandonnée m'amie Je t'ouvre les bras pour t'embrasser m'amie Et nous restons là sans nous parler heureux Amoureux nous dévorant des yeux Tout pourrait sombrer autour de nous m'amie L'univers entier ne compterait plus m'amie Puisque notre amour est plus grand chaque jour J'ai mon paradis quand j'ai tes yeux m'amie
M'amie... m'amie...
Regarde les fleurs elles sont jolies m'amie Elles ont un cur et toi aussi m'amie Mais quand le jour meurt elles vont se cacher Pour pleurer des larmes de rosée Comme elles nous envient car nous avons m'amie Le jour et la nuit pour nous aimer m'amie Puisqu'on est si bien, jusqu'au petit matin Reste dans mes bras on s'aimera On s'aimera m'amie
Mami Composer(s): Adrian Abonizio Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto
Mami que lástima no pueda llorar me enseñaron que la tristeza no hay que mostrar Mami que lástima no pueda cantar cantando uno aleja la locura de los otros los que te enseñan sis saber
Mami que lástima la lástima del fin debe haber una medida que soporte el corazón y no tengamos que esperar Mami, te enseñaron con sentencias, cordenadas, ordenadas con florcitas dibujadas en cuadernos Rivadavia Mami, ya no creo en nada
Mami hubo una luna de invierno, la gomina para el pelo las escarchas en el cielo y la noche el misterio de unos cuerpos Mami te trajeron de una isla, te educaron bajo el sol luego el mundo se complica y ya nadie te lo explica por eso es que algunas noches yo te escucho murmurar por eso es que algunas noches yo te escucho que rezás diciendo Mami
Gooch's Song Composer(s): Jerry Herman Performer(s): Jane Connell
Agnes Gooch: With my wings resolutely spread, Missis Burnside And my old inhibitions shed, Missis Burnside I did each little thing you said, Missis Burnside I lived! I lived! I lived! I altered the drape of a drop of my bodice And softened the shape of my brow I followed directions And made some connections But what do I do now? Who'd think this Miss Prim would have opened a window As far as her whim would allow And who would suppose it was so hard to close it Oh, what do I do now? I polished and I powdered and puffed myself If life is a banquet I stuffed myself I had my misgivings, but went on a field trip To find out what living's about My thanks for your training Now I'm not complaining But you left something out! Instead of wand'ring on with my lone remorse I have come back home to complete the course Oh, what do I do now? Missis Burnside I traveled to hell in my new veneer And look what I got as a souvenir But still I'll defend you As guide and instructor Would I recommend you and how Although I was leery, I thrived on your theory That life can be a wow! You said there's nothing wrong with a harmless smooch So I'm gonna call him Burnside Gooch But what do I do now?
Bosom Buddies Composer(s): Jerry Herman Performer(s): Angela Lansbury and various other artists
Vera and Mame: We'll always be bosom buddies Friends, sisters and pals We'll always be bosom buddies If life should reject you There's me to protect you
Vera: If I say that your tongue is vicious
Mame: If I call you uncouth
Vera and Mame: It's simply that who else but a bosom buddy Will sit down and tell you the truth
Vera: Tho' now and again I'm aware that my candid opinion may sting
Mame: Tho' often my frank observation might scald I've been meanin' to tell you for years You should keep your hair natural like mine
Vera: If I kept my hair natural like yours, I'd be bald But darling
Vera and Mame We'll always be dear companions
Vera: My crony
Mame: My mate
Vera and Mame: We'll always be harmonizing
Vera: Orphan Annie and Sandy
Vera and Mame: Like Amos and Andy
Vera: If I say that your sense of style's as far as off as your youth It's simply that who else but a bosom buddy Will tell you the whole stinkin' truth
Mame: Each time that a critic has written, "Your voice is the voice of a frog!" Straight to your side to defend you I rush You know that I'm there ev'ry time that the world makes an unkind remark When they say "Vera Charles is the world's greatest lush!" It hurts me!
Vera: And if I say your fangs are showing Mame, pull in your claws It's simply that who else but a bosom buddy Will notice the obvious flaws!
Mame: I feel it's my duty to tell you it's time to adjust to your age You try to be "Peg O' My Heart", when you're "Lady Macbeth" Exactly how old are you, Vera? The truth!
Vera: Well, how old do you think?
Mame: I'd say somewhere in between forty and the death!
Vera and Mame: But sweetie
Vera: I'll always be Alice Toklas If you'll be Gertrude Stein And tho' I'll admit I've dished you I've gossiped and gloated But I'm so devoted
Mame: And if I say that sex and guts made you into a star It's simply that who else but a bosom buddy Will tell you how rotten you are
Vera and Mame: Just turn your bosom buddy For aid and affection For help and direction For loyalty, love and for sooth! Remember that who else but a bosom buddy Will sit down and level And give you the devil, Will sit down and tell you the truth!
Mame Composer(s): Jerry Herman Originally performed by: Charles Braswell Covered by various other artists
Chorus: You coax the blues right out of the horn, Mame You charm the husk right off of the corn, Mame You've got that banjoes strummin' And plunkin' out a tune to beat the band The whole plantation's hummin' Since you brought Dixie back to Dixie land You make the cotton easy to pick, Mame You give my old mint julep a kick, Mame Who ever thought a Yankee would put A little Dixie mouse to shame You've made us feel alive again You've given us the drive again To make the South revive again, Mame
Beauregard Burnside: You've brought the cake-walk back into style, Mame You make the weepin' willow tree smile, Mame Your skin is Dixie satin There's rebel in your manner and your speech You may be from Manhattan But Georgia never had a sweeter peach
All: You make our black-eyed peas and our grits, Mame Seem like the bill of fare at the Ritz, Mame You came, you saw, you conquered And absolutely nothing is the same You're special fascination'll prove to be inspirational We think you're just sensational, Mame Since you brought Dixie back to Dixie land Since you brought Dixie back to Dixie land You coax the blues right out of the horn, Mame You charm the husk right off of the corn, Mame You've got that banjoes strummin' And plunkin' out a tune to beat the band The whole plantation's hummin' Since you brought Dixie back to Dixie land You make the cotton easy to pick, Mame You give my old mint julep a kick, Mame Who ever thought a Yankee would put A little Dixie mouse to shame You've made us feel alive again You've given us the drive again To make the South revive again, Mame Mame! Mame! Mame! Mame!
