Apple Scruffs
Composer(s): George Harrison
Performer(s): George Harrison



Now I’ve watched you sitting there
Seen the passers-by all stare
Like you have no place to go
But there’s so much they don’t know about apple scruffs

You’ve been stood around for years
Seen my smiles and touched my tears
How it’s been a long, long time
And how you’ve been on my mind, my apple scruffs

Apple scruffs, apple scruffs
How I love you, how I love you

In the fog and in the rain
Through the pleasures and the pain
On the step outside you stand
With your flowers in your hand, my apple scruffs

While the years they come and go
Now, your love must surely show me
That beyond all time and space
We’re together face to face, my apple scruffs

Apple scruffs, apple scruffs
How I love you, how I love you

Deus Lhe Pague
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Chico Buarque; Os Paralamas; Elis Regina



Por esse pão pra comer, por esse chão pra dormir
A certidão pra nascer e a concessão pra sorrir
Por me deixar respirar, por me deixar existir
Deus lhe pague

Pelo prazer de chorar e pelo ``estamos aí''
Pela piada no bar e o futebol pra aplaudir
Um crime pra comentar e um samba pra distrair
Deus lhe pague

Por essa praia, essa saia, pelas mulheres daqui
O amor malfeito depressa, fazer a barba e partir
Pelo domingo que é lindo, novela, missa e gibi
Deus lhe pague

Pela cachaça de graça que a gente tem que engolir
Pela fumaça, desgraça, que a gente tem que tossir
Pelos andaimes, pingentes, que a gente tem que cair
Deus lhe pague

Por mais um dia, agonia, pra suportar e assistir
Pelo rangido dos dentes, pela cidade a zunir
E pelo grito demente que nos ajuda a fugir
Deus lhe pague

Pela mulher carpideira pra nos louvar e cuspir
E pelas moscas-bicheiras a nos beijar e cobrir
E pela paz derradeira que enfim vai nos redimir
Deus lhe pague

Apple Of Your Daddy's Eye
Composer(s): Peter Cetera - Jack Conrad - Michael Gore
Performer(s): Peter Cetera



I remember when you were born
I felt like one lucky
Son of a gun 

And when you turned into two
I was so happy
When you said I love you 

Held you in my arms so tight
I'd never forget
The best years of my life 

Apple of your daddy's eye
Wanna be the one to hold you in the night
Apple of your daddy's eye
Oh, oh sleep tight
Don't you worry gonna be alright 

I remember when you were three
You were so lovely
So very pretty 

And when you turned into four
I finally realized
What God put her here for 

Apple of your daddy's eye
Wanna be the one to hold you in the night
Apple of your daddy's eye
Oh, oh sleep tight
Don't you worry gonna be alright 

If I had my way
Time would stand still
You'd stay as sweet as you are
But time waits for no one
It never will
Your gonna leave me soon enough
I'm just sad 'cause you're growing up 

Held you in my arms so tight
I'd never forget
The best years of my life 

Apple of your daddy's eye
Wanna be the one to hold you in the night
Apple of your daddy's eye
Oh, oh sleep tight
Don't you worry gonna be alright 

Don't stop ever lovin' me because
You're the apple of your daddy's eye 

(repeat)

Deuces Wild
Composer(s): Ray Barr - Frankie Laine - Mike Oatman
Performer(s): Frankie Laine



(Deuces wild, deuces wild)
He came my way to play the game
(Up and down the river, lookin' all the while)
For a man who plays poker with deuces wild
(He's the man who plays poker with deuces wild)

When I was just a lad, before I turned bad
No more than the age of ten
I heard my poor Ma, pleading with my Pa
"Please don't go gamblin' again"

Well-known in New Orleans, and along the river streams
As destiny's gamblin' child
And tattooed on his arm he had a good luck charm
The words were deuces wild

Deuces wild, deuces wild
He came my way to play the game
(He's the man who plays poker with deuces wild)

Soon he disappeared, and then through the years
My ma slowly died in shame
And so as I was leavin', I swore that I'd get even
With him who gave me my name

So I began to deal on the Memphis Keel
Who's captain sure liked my style
Revenge was in my will, I had to find and kill
The man with deuces wild

Cut a card, played it hard
Makin' myself a name
(He's the man who plays poker with deuces wild)

Many years had past, and I lived 'em fast
My search set my soul on fire
They knew me up and down in every levee town
As one with a crazy desire

And with my own two hands, I had to break the man
Who gambled with such a smile
I would put a bullet through the man with that tattoo
Who sure loved deuces wild

Up and down the river
Looking all the while
For a man who plays poker with deuces wild
(He's the man who plays poker with deuces wild)

One day I played a hand with killer Fitzy Dan
Who came up from Mobile way
When he saw he was beaten, he said that I was cheatin'
His gun quickly pushed the cards away

As I heard the bullets scream, an old Jim stepped between
He looked up and smiled, then died
And tattoed on his arm, I saw a good luck charm
The words were deuces wild

Deuces wild, deuces wild
He came my way to play the game
Cut a card, played it hard
Makin' myself a name

Up and down the river
Lookin' all the while
For a man who plays poker with deuces wild

Bedankt Lieve Ouders 
Performer(s): Vader Abraham



Waar m'n wiegje heeft gestaan
't Is niet ver hier vandaan
Heeft geluk me omringt al die jaren
Tussen bloesem en bomen
Kon ik zorgeloos dromen
En geluk kon ik daar al gaan sparen
't Was op een heel klein station
Waar m'n leven begon
'k Leerde daar van m'n ouders toen lopen
Daar vertrok toen m'n trein
'k Moet er dankbaar voor zijn
Nu ben ik groot, maar eens was ik klein

Bedankt liever ouders
Bedankt voor 't leven
Bedankt lieve ouders
Voor wat u mij hebt gegeven
Ik begrijp nu pas goed
Wat u voor mij hebt gedaan
Bedankt dat mijn wiegje
In uw huis eens mocht staan

U had om mij wel eens verdriet
Maar dat weet een ander niet
Toch bleef u van mij altijd houden
Ik kreeg van God een lieve vrouw
En een kind wara 'k veel van hou
Waar ik samen m'n leven mee bouwde
Ik denk weer terug aan 't station
Waar m'n leven toen begon
Waar de trein voor 't eerst toen ging rijden
We kenden vreugde en pijn
Ik zal er dankbaar voor zijn
Nu ben ik groot, maar eens was ik klein

Bedankt liever ouders
Bedankt voor 't leven
Bedankt lieve ouders
Voor wat u mij hebt gegeven
Ik begrijp nu pas goed
Wat u voor mij hebt gedaan
Bedankt dat mijn wiegje
In uw huis eens mocht staan

Bedankt liever ouders
Bedankt voor 't leven
Bedankt lieve ouders
Voor wat u mij hebt gegeven
Ik begrijp nu pas goed
Wat u voor mij hebt gedaan
Bedankt dat mijn wiegje
In uw huis eens mocht staan

Deuces Are Wild
Composer(s): Steven Tyler - Jim Vallance
Performer(s): Aerosmith



Ahhh, I love to look into your big brown eyes
They talk to me and seem to hypnotize
They say the things nobody dares to say
And I'm not about to let you fly away
My lover with no jet lag
We're stayin' up all night in my sleeping bag
You got a heart beatin' rhythm
From the subterranean
I really love you little girl
I don't need to explain
I love you 'cause your Deuces are Wild girl
Like a double shot of love is so fine
I been lovin' you since you was a child girl
'Cause you an' me is two of a kind
Ahhh, like déjà-vu I feel like I been here
Or somewhere else but you been always near
It's you that's in my dreams I'm beggin' for
But I woke up when someone slammed the door
So hard I fell outta bed
Screamin' mama's little baby loves shortnin' bread
And the moral of the story I can testify
I get stoned on you girl
That's the best reason why
I love you 'cause your Deuces are Wild girl
Like a double shot of love is so fine
I been lovin' you since you was a child girl
'Cause you an' me is two of a kind

Apple Of My Eye
Composer(s): Pete Ham
Performer(s): Badfinger



Oh, I'm sorry, but it's time to move away
Though inside my heart, I really want to stay
Believe the love we have is so sincere
You know, the gift you have will always be

You're the apple of my eye
You're the apple of my heart
But now, the time has come to part

Oh, I'm sorry, but it's time to make a stand
Though we never meant to bite the lovin' hand
And now, the time has come to walk alone
We were the children, now we've overgrown

You're the apple of my eye
You're the apple of my heart
But now, the time has come to part

Oh, I'm sorry, but it's time to move away
Though inside my heart, I really want to stay
Believe the love we have is so sincere
You know, the gift you have will always be

You're the apple of my eye
You're the apple of my heart
But now, the time has come to part

Now, the time has come to part
Now, the time has come to part

Deuce And A Quarter
Composer(s): Kevin Gordon - Gwil Owen
Performer(s): Scotty Moore & D.J. Fontana; Keith Richards; Kevin Gordon



Buy a bottle get to feeling good
World's lookin' like you think it should
Happy hour, Honey everyone's your friend
Closing time shut her down again
Up in the morning and your facing town
Walk the same streets up and down
A fire burning in your worn out shoes
Every day you got something to prove

A curb feelers and fender skirts
Scrub the chrome 'till your elbow hurts
A pinstripes and cherry packs
grass stains on your second hand slacks
Keep on bettin' think you gonna win
You can dress it up and try to pretend
a car's a car and that's a fact
A deuce and a quarter aint no cadillac

Uncle Johnny has a country act
His headache is a heart attack
Honey bring me down a couple more pills
Call the lawyer up and change my will

Ham sandwich and a glass of tea
Lunch is cheap but never free
Shaking hands and scratching backs
Grease stains on your second hand slacks
Keep on bettin think you're gonna win
You can dress it up and try to pretend
A car's a car and thats a fact
A deuce and a quarter ain't a cadillac
Got a date gotta dress with care
Wash the gray right outa my hair

Clean the car and when I'm through
Wax it up till it looks brand new

A curb feelers and a fender skirt
Scrub the chrome 'till your elbows hurt

Pinstripes and cherry packs
grass stains on your second hand slacks

Keep on bettin' think your gonna win
You can dress it up and try to pretend

A car's a car, and that's a fact
but a Deuce and a quarter aint no cadillac

A car's a car, and that's a fact
but a Deuce and a quarter aint no cadillac

Mega Mix
Composer(s): Frank Farian - Fred Jay - George Reyam
Performer(s): Boney M.



By the rivers of Babylon,where we sat down
Yeaaaaeah we wept, remembered Zion (2x)

When the wicked carried us away in capitivity
Requered from us a song
Now, how shall we sing the Lord's song in a strange land

Sunny, yesterday my life was filled with rain
Sunny, you smiled at me and really eased the pain
The dark days are gone and the bright days are here
my sunny one shines so sincere
Sunny, one so true, I love you

Freeze!!!!!!!
I'm Ma Baker, But Yer Han"S In The Air An' Gimme All Yer Money

She's crazy, like a fool 
What about daddy cool
daddy, daddy cooool, daddy, daddy coooool
daddy, daddy cooool daddy, daddy coooool
Hey hey hey
hey hey hey hey
hey hey hey hey

There lived a certain man in Russia long ago
He was big and strong, in his eyes a flaming glow
most people looked at him with terror and with fear
But the Moscow chicks he was such a lovely dear
He could preach the bible like a preacher, full of extasy and fire
But, he also was a kind of teacher in them put desire

Ra ra Rasputin
Lover of the russian queen
They put some poison in his wine
Ra ra Rasputin,
Russia's greatest love machine
He drank it all an' set up in fire

Ra ra Rasputin
lover of the Russian queen
they did'nt quit, they wanted his head
Ra ra Rasputin
russia's greatest love machine
An' so they shot him 'til he was dead

O those Russians 

Detroit Rock City
Composer(s): Bob Ezrin - Paul Stanley
First release by: Kiss - 1976
Covered by multiple other artists



I feel uptight on a Saturday night
Nine o' clock, the radio's the only light
I hear my song and it pulls me through
Comes on strong, tells me what I got to do
I got to

Get up
Everybody's gonna move their feet
Get down
Everybody's gonna leave their seat
You gotta lose your mind in Detroit Rock City

Get up
Everybody's gonna move their feet
Get down
Everybody's gonna leave their seat

Getting late
I just can't wait
Ten o'clock and I know I gotta hit the road
First I drink, then I smoke
Start up the car, and I try to make the midnight show

Get up
Everybody's gonna move their feet
Get down
Everybody's gonna leave their seat

Movin' fast, doin' 95
Hit top speed but I'm still movin' much too slow
I feel so good, I'm so alive
I hear my song playin' on the radio
It goes

Get up
Everybody's gonna move their feet
Get down
Everybody's gonna leave their seat

Twelve o'clock, I gotta rock
There's a truck ahead, lights starin' at my eyes
Oh my God, no time to turn
I got to laugh 'cause I know I'm gonna die
Why

Get up
Everybody's gonna move their feet
Get up
Everybody's gonna leave their seat

Applause Applause
Performer(s): Blood, Sweat & Tears



I'll sell my soul for a song
Pay the price and carry on
And share with you some memories of dreams I can't forget
Lovers I have met
Applause, applause, let's give the prize
To the little lady with the stars in her eyes

Applause, applause, give the singer a chance
Treat him right
Be polite
Maybe he will dance

Applause, applause, give the singer a break
How much ca n you give, how much can you take
Give the singer a chance, give the singer a chance
Anything to buy your soul, and maybe he will dance

Applause, applause, he will stand upon his head
Applause, applause, he'll take you to his bed
And share with you the memories of dreams he can't forget
Applause, applause, let's give the prize
To the little lady with the stars in her eyes

And I'll sell my soul for a song
Pay the price and carry on
And share with you the memories of dreams I can't forget
Lovers I have met
Applause, applause, let's give the prize
To the little lady with the stars in her eyes

Applause, applaus, give the singer a chance
Treat him right, be polite
And maybe he will dance
Applause, applause, give the singer a break
How much can you give, how much can you take
Oh, give the singer a chance, give the singer a chance
Anyhting to buy your soul, and maybe he will dance
Maybe he will dance
Maybe he will dance, yeah 

Detroit City
((Danish Version: Nu Rejser Jeg Hjem (Gustav Winckler) - 1964))
Composer(s): Mel Tillis - Danny Dill
First recording/First release by: Bobby Bare - 1962/1963
Covered by multiple other artists



I want to go home, I want to go home
Oh Lord, I want to go home

Last night I went to sleep in Detroit city
And I dreamed about those cotton fields and home
I dreamed about my mother, dear old papa, sister and brother
And I dreamed about that girl, who's been waitin' for so long

I want to go home, I want to go home
Oh Lord, I want to go home

Home folks think I'm big in Detroit city
From the letters that I write they think I'm fine
But by day I make the cars, and by night I make the bars
If only they could read between the lines

I want to go home, I want to go home
Oh Lord, I want to go home

You know, I rode a freight train north to Detroit city
And after all these years I find I've just been wasting my time
So I think I'll take my foolish pride, put it on a southbound freight and ride
Go on back to the ones I left, who've been waitin' for so long

I want to go home, I want to go home
Oh Lord, I want to go home

Rockin' Shoes
Composer(s): D.	Hill - A. Stevenson
Performer(s): The Ames Brothers; Frankie Brent



La la la la...

Now when school is over
And the weekend's come
My mind's made up
To have some fun

I call my baby
And I tell her the news
Hurry up and put on
Your rocking shoes

I'm gonna rock
(Rock in rocking shoes)
I call her again
And I tell her the news

We'll rock
(Rock in rocking shoes)
Oh, we're gonna dance
Away the blues

Oh, well, I open my wallet
And I count my loot
I comb my hair and
I brush my suit

I'm not worried
Gonna lose my blues
Swing my baby in
My rocking shoes

I'm gonna rock
(Rock in rocking shoes)
I call her again
And I tell her the news

We'll rock
(Rock in rocking shoes)
Oh, we're gonna dance
Away the blues

La la la la...

Well, as soon as I get
To the sugar shop
I'm gonna grab my baby
And start a hop

Dancing and a jumping
And a carrying on
When the music stops
I'll still be gone

When the hop is over
To the house, I go
I love my baby
And I tell her so

We kiss goodnight
And my head, I lose
And I bound away
In my rocking shoes

I'm gonna rock
(Rock in rocking shoes)
I call her again
And I tell her the news
We'll rock
(Rock in rocking shoes)
Oh, we're gonna dance away
Oh, we're gonna dance away
Oh, we're gonna dance away
The blues

Detrás Del Muro De Los Lamentos
Composer(s): Fito Paéz
Performer(s): Fito Paéz



Gota que cae sobre el cielo, no besa el suelo
lluvia que cae del cielo, y yo la bebo
Ah... tu corazón

desnudo mar abierto, no sopla el viento
todo resulto un juego, que quita el miedo

y cuando llega la cura
calma el a oro la luna
y yo que andaba ciego
cayo el cielo y no beso el suelo
y se detuvo el tiempo
detrás del Muro de los Lamentos

Todo lo que hicimos
la mentira y la verdad
todo lo que hicimos
sigue vivo en un lugar

Todo poco a poco
va dejando de importar
todo menos esos paraísos en el mar
y navegar y navegar y navegar...

Appetite
Composer(s): Paddy McAloon
Performer(s): Prefab Sprout



Please be careful is never careful
Till it hears the gun
She will always pay the bills
For the having big fun
He talks so well, what can you do
It's pretty plain he means it too
I don't want to sell you lines
I only mean to do you right
But I'm a simple slave of appetite
I'm a poor slave of appetite
Hunger howls, hungers red
Hungers stays till it's fed
Then it some h-h-how fades
Then it somehow leaves your sight
Depending on it's appetite
Depending on your appetite
So if you take - Then put back good
If you steal - be Robin Hood
If your eyes are wanting all you see
Then I think I'll name you after me
I think I'll call you appetite
Here she is with two small problems
And the best part of the blame
Wishes she could call him heartache
But it's not a boy's name
If you grow up to be, just like him, just like me
You're fighting for exclusive rights
For honeymoons each sleepless night
In which case I'll call you appetite
Yes I think I'll call you appetite
So if you take - Then put back good
If you steal - be Robin Hood
If your eyes are wanting all you see
Then I think I'll name you after me
I think I'll call you appetite
So if you take - Then put back good
If you steal - be Robin Hood
If your eyes are wanting all you see
Then I think I'll name you after me
I think I'll call you appetite
Then I think I'll name you after me
I think I'll call you appetite 

Detour Ahead
Composer(s): Lou Carter - Herb Ellis - Johnny Freigo
Performer(s): Billie Holiday



Smooth road, clear day
But why am I the only one
Travelin' this way
How starnge the road you love
Should be so easy
Can there be a detour ahead

Wake up, slow down
Before you crash in that yard
None of that plown
You fool, you're headin'
In the wrong direction
Can't you see the detour ahead

The further you travel
The harder to unraffle
The way he spins around you
Turn back while there is time
Can't you see the danger sign
Subshoulders surround you

Smooth road, clear night
Oh lucky me, that suddenly
I saw the light
I'm turniung back away
From all this trouble

Smooth road, smooth road
No detour ahead

Ein Mensch Ohne Namen
((Adapted from: A Horse With No Name (America) - 1971))
Composer(s): Dewey Bunnell
Performer(s): P. Bernd



Am ersten Tag meiner Reise
sah ich Bäume rings umher
Und ich hörte Stimmen singen
zwischen Gras und Blättermeer
Der Nebel der Nacht und der Morgentau
sponnen Netzte im Gesicht
Die Vögel lasen aus meiner Hand
ich vergass den Lärm der Stadt
Da sind nur Erde und Wasser
und ein Mensch ohne Namen 
die sich immer in die Augen seh’n
Es sind Freunde, sie brauchen keinen Namen
weil sie sich sowieso oihne Worte versteh’n

Nach zwei Tagen konnt‘ ich Berge seh’n
und die Luft war wie Kristall
Ich träumte, es fiel aus dem Wasserfall
eine Blume in meinen Mund
Und ein alter Zwerg kam aus der Höhle im Berg
und baute mir aus Moos ein Bett
Da sind nur Erde und Wasser
und ein Mensch ohne Namen 
die sich immer in die Augen seh’n
Es sind Freunde, sie brauchen keinen Namen
weil sie sich sowieso ohne Worte versteh’n

Dann am Ende war es rings um mich leer
aus den Bergen floss nun ein Meer
Und ich spürte das Salz auf meiner Haut
der Staub war aufgetaut
Im Sand sah ich das Leben
das sich unter der Wüste der Wellen
ein Reich gebaut
Keine Menschen können je hinein
leben weiter in ihrem Meeresstein
Da sind nur Erde und Wasser
und ein Mensch ohne Namen 
die sich immer in die Augen seh’n
Es sind Freunde, sie brauchen keinen Namen
weil sie sich sowieso oihne Worte versteh’n

Detour (There's A Muddy Road Ahead)
Composer(s): Paul Westmoreland
First release by: Spade Cooley and His Orch.
Covered by multiple other artists



Detour, there's a muddy road ahead, detour
Paid no mind to what it said
Detour, oh these bitter things I find
Should have read
That detour sign

Headed down life's crooked road, lots of things I never knowed
Because of me not knowin', I now pine
Trouble got in the trail, spent the next 5 years in jail
Should have read (should have read) that detour sign

Detour, there's a muddy road ahead, detour
Paid no mind to what it said
Detour, oh these bitter things I find
Should have read
That detour sign

When I got right to the place where it said "About Face"
I thought that all my worries were behind
But the farther I go, more sorrow I know
Should have read (should have read)
That detour sign

Detour, there's a muddy road ahead, detour
Paid no mind to what it said
Detour, oh these bitter things I find
Should have read
That detour sign

When I got stuck in the mud all my hopes dropped with a thud
I guess that my heart strings are made of twine
Have no willpower to get from the hole that I'm in yet
Should have read (should have read) that detour sign

Detour, there's a muddy road ahead, detour
Paid no mind to what it said
Detour, oh these bitter things I find
Should have read
That detour sign

Should have read that detour sign
Should have read that detour sign (that detour sign)

The Busiest Memory In Town
Composer(s): Geoffrey Morgan
Performer(s): Dickey Lee; Ronnie Milsap; Ernest Tubb



You're with me from my first cup of coffee
Right up till that last beer goes down
You're on my mind so I can't sleep till morning 
You're the busiest mem'ry in town
Had a talk last night with your new love 
But then he mentioned a few more you'd found
So we drank a toast to the next one and the busiest mem'ry in town

Babe sometimes you simply amaze me
With how fast you spread that heartache around
It must be hello, I love you, I'm leaving 
You're the busiest mem'ry in town

Babe sometimes you simply amaze me...
It must be hello, I love you, I'm leaving 
You're the busiest mem'ry in town

Deteriorata!
Composer(s): Christopher Guest - Tony Hendra
Performer(s): National Lampoon; Norman Rose



You are a fluke
Of the universe
You have no right to be here...
Deteriorata! Deteriorata!
Go placidly
Amid the noise and waste
And remember what comfort there may be
In owning a piece thereof
Avoid quiet and passive persons
Unless you are in need of sleep
Ro-tate your tires
Speak glowingly of those greater than yourself
And heed well their advice
Even though they be turkeys
Know what to kiss... and when!
Consider that two wrongs never make a right
But that three... do
Wherever possible, put people on hold
Be comforted that in the face of all aridity and disillusionment
And despite the changing fortunes of time
There is always a big future in computer maintenance
You are a fluke
Of the universe
You have no right to be here
And whether you can hear it or not
The universe is laughing behind your back
Remember the Pueblo
Strive at all times to bend, fold, spindle and mutilate
Know yourself
If you need help, call the FBI
Exercise caution in your daily affairs
Especially with those persons closest to you
That lemon on your left, for instance
Be assured that a walk through the ocean of most souls
Would scarcely get your feet wet
Fall not in love therefore
It will stick to your face
Gracefully surrender the things of youth
The birds, clean air, tuna, Taiwan
And let not the sands of time
Get in your lunch
Hire people with hooks
For a good time call 606-4311
Ask for "Ken"
Take heart amid the deepening gloom
That your dog is finally getting enough cheese
And reflect that whatever misfortune may be your lot
It could only be worse in Milwaukee
You are a fluke
Of the universe
You have no right to be here
And whether you can hear it or not
The universe is laughing behind your back
Therefore, make peace with your god
Whatever you conceive him to be
Hairy thunderer, or cosmic muffin
With all its hopes, dreams, promises and urban renewal
The world continues to deteriorate
Give up!
You are a fluke
Of the universe
You have no right to be here
And whether you can hear it or not
The universe is laughing behind your back