Artificial Energy
Composer(s): McGuinn - Hillman - Clarke
Performer(s): The Byrds



Sitting all alone now
I took my ticket to ride
Just a matter of time now
Tilm I'll be up in the sky
Coming up on me now
I'm king for a night
What's it gonna be now?
How willful things are building insight
Do you think it's really the trip that you seek?
I've got my doubts it's happened to me
Artificial energy
Is racing in my mind
I've got a strange feeling
I'm going to die before my time
'Cause i'm coming down off amphetamines
And I'm in jail 'cause I killed the queen

Do I Hear A Waltz?
Composer(s): Richard Rodgers - Stephen Sondheim
Performer(s): Sammy Davis Jr.
and multiple other artists



Do I hear a waltz?
Very odd but I hear a waltz
There isn’t a band and I don’t understand it at all
I can’t hear a waltz
Oh my lord, there it goes again
Why is nobody dancing in the street?
Can’t they hear the beat?
Magical, mystical, miracle
Can it be, is it true?
Things are impossibly lyrical        
Is it me, no it’s you
I do hear a waltz
I see you and I hear a waltz
It’s what I’ve been waiting for all my life
To hear a waltz

Do I hear a waltz?
La-da-de-da-da
Such lovely Blue Danubey music 
How can you be still?
I do hear a waltz
There it goes again
There’s no dancing in the street
Can’t they hear the beat?
Roses are dancing with peonies
Yes it’s true, don’t you see
Everything’s suddenly Viennese
Can’t be you, must be me
Do I hear a waltz?
I want more than to hear a waltz
I want you to share it, but oh my  
Do I hear a waltz?

Arthur's Theme (Best That You Can Do)
((Italian Version: Sogni Proibiti (by Ornella Vanoni) - 2002))
Composer(s): Peter Allen - Burt Bacharach - Carole Bayer Sager - Christopher Cross
First release by: Christopher Cross - 1981
Covered by multiple other artists



Once in your life you find her, someone who turns your heart around
And next thing you know, you're closing down the town
Wake up and it's still with you, even though you left her way across town
You're wondering to yourself, "Hey, what have I found?"

When you get caught between the moon and New York City
I know it's crazy, but it's true
If you get caught between the moon and New York City
The best that you can do, the best that you can do, is fall in love

Arthur, he does as he pleases; all of his life his master's toys
But deep in his heart he's just, he's just a boy
Living his life one day at a time, he's showing himself a really good time
He's laughing about the way they want him to be

When you get caught between the moon and New York City
I know it's crazy, but it's true
If you get caught between the moon and New York City
The best that you can do, the best that you can do, is fall in love

When you get caught between the moon and New York City
I know it's crazy, but it's true
If you get caught between the moon and New York City
The best that you can do, the best that you can do, is fall in love

Do I Have To Come Right Out And Say It
Composer(s): Neil Young
Performer(s): Buffalo Springfield
and multiple other artists



Do I have to come right out and say it
Tell you that you look so fine
Do I have to come right out and ask you to be mine

If it was a game I could play it
Trying to make it but I'm losing time
I got to bring you in, you're overworking my mind

Indecision is crowding me
I have no room to spare
And I can't believe she cared
Like a dream she has taken me
And now I don't know where
And a part of me is scared
The part of me I shared
Once before

Sogni Proibiti
((Adapted from: Arthur's Theme (Best That You Can Do) (by Christoper Cross) - 1981))
Composer(s): Peter Allen - Burt Bacharach - Carole Bayer Sager - Christopher Cross - Sergio Bardotti
Performer(s): Ornella Vanoni - 2002



Essere un buon capitano
gli occhi lontani come il mare
con quell'istinto di salpare
Essere tu il vagabondo
senza parenti senza nome
che chissa' come al mondo
ha detto no
Eccoli li' sono i tuoi sogni proibiti
e' una vecchissima fotografia
e a tutti fa ancora sogni proibiti
intanto vola via
intanto non si sa se tornera'
Vivere notti infinite
correre sui cavalli alati
tu la regina dei pirati
essere saggia e avere vent'anni
essere squalo e pescatore
schiava e padrona di ogni amore
Eccoli li' sono i tuoi sogni proibiti
e sei davvero tu nella fotografia
e a tutti fa ancora sogni proibiti
perche' la vita sia
fare due passi nell'eternita'
Essere te ma essere un'altra
essere preda e predatore
luce dell'ombra notte e sole
Eccoli li' sono i tuoi sogni proibiti
e sei davvero tu nella fotografia
e a tutti fa ancora sogni proibiti
e intanto vola via
e intanto vola via
Eccoli li' sono i tuoi sogni proibiti
questa vecchissima fotografia
e a tutti fa ancora sogni proibiti
e intanto vola via
e intanto non si sa se tornera'

Do I Ever Cross Your Mind
Composer(s): Dolly Parton
First release by: Dolly Parton - 1982
Covered by multiple other artists



Oh, sometimes I go walking through fields where we walked
Long ago in the sweet used to be
And the flowers still grow, but they don’t smell as sweet
As they did when you picked them for me
And when I think of you and the love we once knew
How I wish we could go back in time
Do you ever think back on old memories like that
Or do I ever cross your mind
Do you ever wake up lonely in the middle of the night
Because you miss me, do you darling
Oh, and do your memories ever take
You back into another place in time
And do you ever miss the feelings
And the love we shared when you were with me, tell me darling
Or do I ever cross your mind
Oh, how often I wish that again I could kiss
Your sweet lips like I did long ago
And how often I long for those two loving arms
That once held me so gentle and close
And when I think of you and the love we once knew
How I wish we could go back in time
Do you ever think back on old memories like that
Or do I ever cross your mind

Irina
Performer(s): Paul Severs



Irina, ja ik droom van jou
Irina, met één zoen
Slopen wij op het Rode Plein
Heel die muur van Berlijn
Ja was yoebel yoe
Je taime, I love you

Irina, ja ik droom van jou
Irina, met één zoen
Slopen wij op het Rode Plein
Heel die muur van Berlijn
Ja was yoebel yoe
Je taime, I love you

Irina, met één zoen
Slopen wij op het Rode Plein
Heel die muur van Berlijn
Irina spaciba
Spaciba Irina

De wereld verdeeld zich in Oost en West
Ieder voor zich en vergeet de rest
Wat er ontbreekt is wat liefde slechts
Een hart heeft toch ook een links en rechts

Irina, met één zoen
Slopen wij op het Rode Plein
Heel die muur van Berlijn
Irina spaciba
Spaciba Irina

Ik kom steeds naar jou toe in een Boeïng
Vlieg weer terug met een Iljoeshin
Over de muur gaan ze allebei
Brengen ons altijd maar dichterbij
Een zoen heeft in Moskou dezelfde smaak
Liefde is overal in de maak
Waarom wil men dan in Berlijn
Dat de mensen gescheiden zijn
Irina

Do I Do
Composer(s): Stevie Wonder
First release by: Stevie Wonder - 1982
Covered by multiple other artists



When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do, when I do my love to you

When I hear you on the phone
Your sweet, sexy voice turns my ear all the way on
Just the mention of your name
Seems to drive my head insane
Girl, do I do, what you do, when I do my love to you... baby

Sss..Mmm
Yes I got some candy kisses for your lips
Yes I got some honey suckle chocolate dripping kisses full of love 
for you
Yes I got some candy kisses for your lips
Yes I got some honey suckle chocolate dripping kisses full of love 
for you

My life has been waiting for your love
My arms have been waiting for your love to arrive
My heart has been waiting
My soul anticipating your love, love, love

From the time that I awake
I'm imagining the good love that we'll make
If to me your vibe can do all this
Just imagine how it's going to feel when we hug and kiss
Sugar, do I do, what you do, when I do my love to you... all right
Sss... Mmm
Yes I got some candy kisses for your lips
Yes I got some honey suckle chocolate dripping kisses full of love 
for you
Yes I got some candy kisses for your lips
Yes I got some honey suckle chocolate dripping kisses full of love 
for you

My life has been waiting for your love
My arms have been waiting for your love to arrive
My heart has been waiting
My soul anticipating your love, your love, your love

Ladies and gentlemen,
I have the pleasure to present on my album
Mr. Dizzy Gillespie... Blow!
Blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow!
Do I do, what you do, when I do my love to you
Yes I got some candy kisses for your lips
Yes I got some honey suckle chocolate dripping kisses full of love 
for you
Yes I got some candy kisses for your lips
Yes I got some honey suckle chocolate dripping kisses full of love 
for you

My life has been waiting for your love
My arms have been waiting for your love to arrive
My heart has been waiting
My soul anticipating your love, your love, your lo-o-ove

Oh, I don't care how long it might take
'Cause I know the woman for me, you I'll make
And I will not deny myself the chance
Of being part of what feels like the right romance
Girl, do I do, what you do, when I do my love to you, oh yeah

Yes I got some candy kisses for your lips
Yes I got some honey suckle chocolate dripping kisses full of love 
for you

Yes I got some candy kisses for your lips
Yes I got some honey suckle chocolate dripping kisses full of love 
for you

Yes I got some candy kisses for your lips
Yes I got some honey suckle chocolate dripping kisses full of love 
for you

Yes I got some candy kisses for your lips
Yes I got some honey suckle chocolate dripping kisses full of love 
for you

Yes I got some candy kisses for your lips
Yes I got some honey suckle chocolate dripping kisses full of love 
for you

Girl, I've got some chocolate kisses for your lovin'; baby, oh yea
Do you want some candy?
Do you want some honey suckle?
Do you want some chocolate dripping kisses full of love for you?

Girl, if you felt everything you heard me say
Turn your feelings in your heart back to me right away
And I'll get it

Do I do (do I do)
What you do (what you do)
When I do my love to you

Do I do (do I do)
What you do (what you do)
When I do my love to you

Do I do (do I do)
What you do (what you do)
When I do my love to you

Do I do (do I do)
What you do (what you do)
When I do my love... Nate!

I know the record is about to end
But we're just going to play and play until it goes away
So if you don't like the groove you can turn the record off
It won't cost you nothin' but a penny and you'll have a cough'
I know I cannot ryhme 'cause I ain't like a friend of mine
but I hai ha ha ha...

Now everybody's talking about the jive is in...
Well I know I've got something for your body...
Earl... Earl
Earl playing by himself, man...
Earl playing by himself, man...
Earl playing by himself, man...
Dennis playing by himself, man...
five, four, three, two, one

Arthur Murray Taught Me Dancing In A Hurry
Composer(s): Johnny Mercer - Victor Schertzinger
Performer(s): Betty Hutton



Life was so peaceful at the laundry
Life was so calm and serene
Life was tres gay
Till that unlucky day
I happened to read that magazine!

Why did I read that advertisement
Where it says, "Since I rumba, Jim thinks I'm sublime!?
Why, oh why Did I ever try
When I didn't have the talent, I didn't have the money
And teacher did not have the time? Boy!

Arthur Murray Taught me dancin' in a hurry
I had a week to spare
He showed me the ground work 
The walkin' around work
And told me take it from there!

Arthur Murray Then advised me not to worry
It would come out all right!
To my way of thinkin' 
My dance is stinkin'
I don't know my left from my right!

The people around me can all-sing
"A-one and a-two and a-three"
But any resemblance to waltzing
Is just coincidental with me!

'Cause Arthur Murray Taught me dancin' in a hurry
And so I took a chance
To me it resembles The nine day trembles
But he guarantees it's a dance!

My tango resembles a two-step
My rumba makes people turn pale
My conga goes into a goose-step
Till the FBI is doggin' my trail!

'Cause Arthur Murray Taught me dancin' in a hurry
Maybe the stars were wrong
If I ain't a menace To Ruth St Dennis
I'll do until one comes along!

Turkey trot
Or gavotte?
Don't know which
Don't know what
Jitterbug?
Bunny hug?
Long as you
Cut a rug!

Walk the dog
Do the frog
Lindy hop
Till you drop!
Ball the jack
Back to back
Cheek to cheek
Till you're weak

You've heard of Pavlova?
Well Jack, move over!
Make way for the queen of the dance!

Do Do Do
Composer(s): George Gershwin - Ira Gershwin
Performer(s): Mel Tormé



Do do do what you’ve done done done before, baby
Do do do what I do do do adore, baby
Let’s try again, sigh again, fly again to heaven
Baby see it’s abc, I love you and you love me

I know know know what a beau beau beau should do, baby
So don’t don’t don’t say it won’t won’t won’t come true, baby
My heart begins to hum, dum-de-dum-de-dum dum dum
Oh do do do what you’ve done done done before

My heart begins to hum, dum-de-dum-de-dum dum dum
So do do do what you’ve done done done before

Beestjes ...
Composer(s): Peter Koelewijn
Performer(s): Ronnie en de Ronnies



Weet je wat ik zie als ik gedronken heb (nou, nou)
Allemaal beestjes (nou, nou, nou)
Zoveel beestjes om me heen
Oh ik weet wel dat ik mezelf nep (nou, nou)
Want er zijn geen beestjes (nou, nou, nou)
Maar ik zie beestjes om me heen

Beestjes, beestjes,
Op m'n dekens, in m'n kussen, kijk maar
In m'n oren, in m'n neus en in m'n haar
En ze lopen steeds door elkaar
Beestjes, beestjes
Hele legers lopen daar over de grond
Kijk, ze rukken op langs het plafond
En de kamer draait maar in het rond

Oh, oh, weet je wat ik zie als ik gedronken heb (nou, nou)
Allemaal beestjes (nou, nou, nou)
Zoveel beestjes om me heen

Beestjes, beestjes
Langs de drempel in een hele lange rij
Door de sleutelgaten komen zij er bij
En ze kijken allemaal naar mij
Beestjes, beestjes
Blauwe, gele, rooie, alles ziet er bij
Likkebaardend komen zij steeds dichterbij
En ze loeren allemaal op mij

Oh, oh, weet je wat ik zie als ik gedronken heb (nou, nou)
Allemaal beestjes (nou, nou, nou)
Zoveel beestjes om me heen
Ze komen zelfs als ik om me heen mep (nou, nou)
Duizend beestjes (nou, nou, nou)
Allemaal beestjes om me heen
Beestjes, beestjes 

Dizzy
((Italian Version: Dici (Quelli) - 1969))
Composer(s): Tommy Roe - Freddy Weller
First release by: Tommy Roe - 1969
Covered by multiple other artists



Dizzy
I'm so dizzy, my head is spinnin'
Like a whirlpool, it never ends
And it's you, girl, makin' it spin
You're makin' me dizzy

First time that I saw you, girl, I knew that I just had to make you mine
But it's so hard to talk to you with fellas hangin' round you all the time
I want you for my sweet pet
But you keep playin' hard to get
Goin' around in circles all the time

Dizzy
I'm so dizzy, my head is spinnin'
Like a whirlpool, it never ends
And it's you, girl, makin' it spin
You're makin' me dizzy

I finally got to talk to you and I told you just exactly how I felt
Then I held you close to me and kissed you and my heart began to melt
Girl, you've got control of me
'Cause I'm so dizzy I can't see
I need to call a doctor for some help

Dizzy
I'm so dizzy, my head is spinnin'
Like a whirlpool, it never ends
And it's you, girl, makin' it spin
You're makin' me dizzy
My head is spinnin'

Like a whirlpool, it never ends
And it's you, girl, makin' it spin
You're makin' me dizzy
Oh, I'm so dizzy
You're makin' me dizzy
Yeah, I'm so dizzy

Arthur McBride
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Bob Dylan
and multiple other artists



I once had a comrade named Arthur McBride
as we were a-walking along the seaside
As we were a-walking to bathe in the tide
It was on a fine summer's morning

As we were awalking along the sea sand
We met Sergeant Napier and Corporal O'Hand
And a little wee drummer called Patrick McDan
They were going to the fair in the morning

O Arthur, my lad, if you would but list
Five guineas in gold I would clap in your fist
Besides five shilling to kick up the dust
And drink the king's health in the morning

Na faith, says Arthur, I ken it mysel'
I winna gae wi you to rin at your tail
I winna gae wi you to rin at your tail
And be at your command in the morning

O, if you go with us, I'm sure you'll go clean
We're not like poor fellows goes dirty and mean
We're not like poor fellows goes dirty and mean
Gets nothing but gruel in the morning

Ye needna be chattin' aboot your fine pay
As you go a-marchin' and chattin' away
For all that ye hae is a shilling a day
To get you some chat in the morning

Ye needna be chattin' aboot your fine clothes
Ye've only the len o them as I suppose
Ye durna sell them in spite o your nose
Or you will get flogged in the morning

I'm blessed said the sergeant, if I'll take more of that
From you or from any young cow-feeding brat
And if you tip me any more of your chat
I will run you thru in the morning

But before they time to draw out their blades
Our whacking shillelaghs came over their heads
We soon let them see that we were their blades
That could temper their pows in the morning

As for the wee drummer we tempered his pow
And made a football o his row-didi-dow
And kicket it in to the ocean to row
And take a bit bathe in the morning

And as for the weapons that hung by their sides
We took them and pitched them far out in the tide
May the deil gae wi them, said Arthur McBride
If ever we see them returning 

Dizem Que Um Homem Não Deve Chorar 
Composer(s): Palmeira - Mário Zan
Performer(s): Roberto Carlos



Dizem que um homem não deve chorar 
por uma mulher que não soube amar
Mas como eu não pude conter o meu pranto fechei os meus olhos me pus a chorar
Não acreditei quando vi você me dizendo adeus
Eu jamais pensei tanta ingratidão ver nos olhos seus
Quando um homem faz do amor de uma mulher razão da sua vida

De tudo ele é capaz pra não sofrer jamais a dor da despedida
Fica mais comigo tente uma vez mais, pensa no que fomos
Há algum tempo atrás, eu ainda sou aquele mesmo estranho
Que ao te conhecer te amou demais

Dicen que los hombres no deben llorar, por una mujer
Que há pagado mal, pero yo no pude contener mi luanto
Cerrando los ajos me puse a lloar

Marvellous Lie
Composer(s): Bunny Lewis - Norrie Paramor
Performer(s): Helen Shapiro



You promised me you would love me true

What a marvellous lie you told me
In your arms, when you said you’d stay
When you promised to have and hold me
And to love and adore all the way
Well it tore us apart
You were sure you could wait
Now you found out
That the odds are too great
What a marvellous lie you told me
But I’ll never believe you again

What a marvellous lie you told me
In your arms, when you said you’d stay
When you promised to have and hold me
And to love and adore all the way
When love tore us apart
You weren’t sure you could wait
Now you found out
That the odds were too great
What a marvellous lie you told me
But I’ll never believe
Cause you meant to deceive
No I’ll never believe you again

Dixieland Rock
Composer(s): Claude Demetrius - Fred Wise
First recording/First release by: Elvis Presley - 1958



Well down in New Orleans at the Golden Goose
I grabbed a green-eyed dolly that was on the loose
Well I dig that music, well she said me too
I said pretty baby come on and let's do

The Dixieland Rock
Well the Dixieland Rock
Let your hair down sugar, shake it free
And do the Dixieland Rock with me

With the blue light shining on her swinging hips
She got the drummer so nervous that he lost his sticks
The cornet player hit a note thats flat
The tromboner hit him while the poor cat sat

The Dixieland Rock
Well the Dixieland Rock
Let your hair down sugar, shake it free
And do the Dixieland Rock with me

I was all pooped out and when the clock struck four
But she said no daddy can't leave the floor
She wore a clinging dress that fit so tight
She couldn't sit down so we danced all night

The Dixieland Rock
Well the Dixieland Rock
Let your hair down sugar, shake it free
And do the Dixieland Rock with me
Let your hair dance sugar, shake it
And do the Dixieland Rock with me

Arthritis Blues
Composer(s): Butch Hayes
Ramblin' Jack Elliott



Arthritis is a thing to miss
It will leave you walkin' with a double twist
And it's all kinds of trouble
Gonna find you somehow

Can't stand up, can't lay down
You can't sit in a chair, you can't roll on the ground
And it's all kind of trouble
Gonna find you somehow

I went to the doctor, doctor looked sad
Well he looked in his book, and he told me what I had
And it's all kind of trouble
Gonna find you somehow

Doctor, doctor, doctor, get your X-ray machine
Well it feel so good, just about like morphine
And it's all kind of trouble
Gonna find you somehow

When you get to Heaven, tell the judge for me
I've had sixteen years of the third degree
And it's all kind of trouble
Gonna find you somehow

Arthritis is a thing to miss
It will leave you walkin' with a double twist
And it's all kinds of trouble
Gonna find you somehow

All kinds of trouble, good Lord
Gonna find you somehow

Dixie Fried
Composer(s): Carl Perkins - Howard Griffin
First release by: Carl Perkins - 1956
Covered by multiple other artists



Well on the outskirts of town there's a little night spot
Dan dropped in about five o'clock
Pulled off his coat said the night is short
He reached in his pocket and he flashed a quart

An' hollered, rave on children I'm with ya
Rave on cats, he cried
It's almost dawn and the cops are gone
And let's all get dixie fried

Now Dan got happy and he started ravin'
He jerked out his razor , but he wasn't shavin'
And all the cats knew to jump and hop
'Cause he was born an' raised in a butcher shop

He hollered, rave on children I'm with ya
Rave on cats, he cried
It's almost dawn and the cops are gone
And let's all get dixie fried

The cops heard Dan when he started to shout
They all ran in to see what it was about
And I heard him holler when they led him away
He turned his head and this is what he had to say

He hollered, rave on children I'm with ya
Rave on cats, he cried
It's almost dawn and the cops are gone
And let's all get dixie fried
Get fried now! 

Now Dan was the bravest man that we ever saw
He let us all know he wasn't scared of the law
And through the black crossed bars he tossed a note to his dear
Said it ain't my fault hon, that I'm in here

But hollered, rave on children I'm with ya
Rave on cats, he cried
it's almost dawn and the cops ain't gone
And I've been dixie fried

Art School Babe
Performer(s): Ray Davies



My art school babe with your palette-knives and brushes
Painted face, Egyptian eyebrows and bright red lips
Pale white make-up, tight black skirts like Juliette Greco
And there's me quoting pretentious chat up lines 
From Marcel Proust, Jean Cocteau and Jean-Paul Sartre 

Sitting by a gasfire in a drafty bedsit
The art school babe quotes William Blake and she rolls a joint 
And I think "Oh oh, I've scored", start to make myself at home
But the room starts moving as she starts to get me stoned
 
I close my eyes and give in, the room goes in a spin 
My lips are dry, I wander around with a ridiculous grin 
I grovel on the floor, I think ha ha ha "Yeah I think I can make her" 
Then I wake up and realize I've been kissing the refrigerator 

Art school chaps with creative grand illusions 
My sketch pad at the ready, my eager charcoal in my hand 
Boring the world for hours with political theories 
Just to impress anyone who listens while my art school babe 
Just puts another inch of make-up on her face 

And she says to me: "Arty farty, you'll never fool your Auntie
Who knew you when you picked your nose and wet your pants" 
How did she know that? 
Arty farty, I try to throw a party 
To impress my peers I struck a creative stance 

Art school cat, ah, I was really on a mission 
I made my play for my art school babe 
By humming jazz tunes with words by Furlinghetti 
I thought I was ever so cool
But I was really such an obvious, pretentious, irritating little fool 
For my art school babe

Dixie Chicken
Composer(s): Frederick Martin - Lowell George
First release by: Little Feat - 1973
Covered by multiple other artists



I've seen the bright lights of Memphis 
And the Commodore Hotel 
And underneath a street lamp I met a Southern belle 
Well she took me to the river, where she cast her spell 
And in that Southern moonlight, she sang a song so well 

If you'll be my dixie chicken, I'll be your Tennessee lamb 
And we can walk together down in Dixieland 
Down in Dixieland

Well we made all the hot spots 
My money flowed like wine 
Then that low down Southern whiskey began to fog my mind 
And I don't remember church bells or the money I put down 
On the white picket fence and boardwalk of the house at the edge of town 
But boy do I remember the strain of her refrain 
The nights we spent together, and the way she called my name 

If you'll be my dixie chicken, I'll be your Tennessee lamb 
And we can walk together down in Dixieland 
Down in Dixieland 

Well it's been a year since she ran away 
Yes that guitar player sure could play 
She always liked to sing along 
She's always handy with a song 
Then one night in the lobby of the Commodore Hotel 
I chanced to meet a bartender who said he knew her well 
And as he handed me a drink he began to hum a song 
And all the boys there, at the bar, began to sign along 

If you'll be my dixie chicken, I'll be your Tennessee lamb 
And we can walk together down in Dixieland 
Down in Dixieland