Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Lies Composer(s): Buddy Randell - Beau Charles First release by: The Knickerbockers - 1965 Covered by multiple other artists
Lies, lies, you're tellin' me that you'll be true Lies, lies That's all I ever hear from you Tears, tears I shed a million tears for you Tears, tears And now you're lovin' someone new Someday I'm gonna be happy But I don't know when just now Lies, lie-ies A-breakin' my heart You think that you're such a smart girl And I'll believe what you say But who do you think you are, girl To lead me on this way hey Lies, lies I can't believe a word you say Lies, lies Are gonna make you sad someday Some day you're gonna be lonely But you won't find me around Lies, lie-ies A-breakin' my heart Someday I'm gonna be happy But I don't know when just now Lies, lie-ies A-breakin' my heart You think that you're such a smart girl And I'll believe what you say But who do you think you are, girl To lead me on this way hey Lies (ah!), lies (yeah baby) I can't believe a word you say Lies, lies Are gonna make you sad someday Some day you're gonna be lonely But you won't find me around Lies, lie-ies A-breakin' my heart I said, baby, now (breakin' my heart) Oh, yeah, you're still breakin' my heart (breakin' my heart)
Burned Composer(s): Neil Young Originally performed by: Buffalo Springfield Covered by various other artists
Been burned and with both feet on the ground I've learned that it's painful comin' down No use runnin' away, and there's no time left to stay Now I'm finding out that it's so confusin' No time left and I know I'm losin' Flashed and I think I'm fallin' down Crashed, and my ears can't hear a sound No use runnin' away, and there's no time left to stay Now I'm finding out that it's so confusin' No time left and I know I'm losin' Now I'm finding out that it's so confusin' No time left and I know I'm losin' Burned and with both feet on the ground I've learned that it's painful comin' down No use runnin' away, and there's no time left to stay Now I'm finding out that it's so confusin' No time left and I know I'm losin' Do I have to come right out and say it
(Neil Young): 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
Chorus: 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 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?
Chorus Do I have to come right out and say it, girl 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 Do I have to come right out and say it, girl Tell you that you look so fine?
Ik Ben Zo Gelukkig Zonder Jou Composer(s): Will Tura; Van Aleda; Ke Riems; Tony Geys Performer(s): Tony Geys
Ik ben zo gelukkig zonder jou hahahahaha Nu kan ik oitgaan met m'n vrienden ahahahaha Bij hen kan ik het heel goed vinden Mijn vrienden kijken niet zo nauw haha neeje zeg Ik ben zo gelukkig zonder jou hahahaa Ja, laat da jaske(?) nu maar spelen Dan zal ik mij niet vervelen ach ge moet 't nie geloven Als ik jou niet in m'n armen hou hahaha
Ik kan goed verder zonder jou Mijn vrienden zitten weer te wachten bij Melanie op 't hoekske, schol he mannen Ik ben al bij hen in gedachten hohoo Mijn stamcafe die blijf ik trouw Ik ben dolgelukkig, huh, zonder jou Mijn hele leven zou ik geven Als ik 't eenmaal mocht beleven hahahaa Dat jij me niet meer hebben wou
Ik ben dolgelukkig, huhu, zonder jou, haha Zonder jou...
Burn That Candle Composer(s): Winfield Scott Performer(s): Bill Haley and various other artists
Keep that candle burnin' birght, mother I'll be kinda late tonight, mother There's a yellow moon above, mother Shinin' on the one I love, mother
Burn that candle, night and day Burn that candle, light my way Keep that doorway open wide Till I'm strollin' thru that doorway with my bride
While that candle's burnin' high, mother I'll be with my sugar pie, mother We'll be comin home you know, mother Lookin for that candle glow, mother
After we have had the wedding, mother To the candle we'll be headin, mother So, before we're winin', dinin', mother Start that candle light a shinin', mother
Liebestraum Composer(s): Franz Liszt - Spike Jones Performer(s): Spike Jones & his City Slickers
Thine love is mine Thine heart with mine entwine, love My soul for thee doth pine Thine eye doth shine Thine life with mine combine, love Thou art my valentine Lips like apple wine Face like kalsomine (oh, fine) My clinging vine My voice for thee doth whine You're older than Auld Lang Syne
Twinkle, twinkle little star How you wonder who I am Way up in the sky, so low You're a better man than I am, oh, by Jove
The polar bear sleeps in his little bearskin He sleeps very well, I am told Last night I slept in my little bare skin And I got a heck of a cold
Pease Porridge hot Pease porridge cold Pease porridge in the pot Nine days old Peehew!
Burn Rubber (Why You Wanna Hurt Me) Composer(s): Charlie Wilson; Lonnie Simmons; Rudy Taylor Originally performed by: The Gap Band
Woo, gave you my money, I gave you my time Why you wanna hurt me, girl Are you serious, Im just curious Why you wanna hurt me, girl
Just because youre not for real Why you hurt me, girl Just because youre not for real Why you hurt me, girl
Never, ever had a lover Who put the peddle to the metal And burn rubber on me, Charlie Oh, no
You took my money, you took my time Made me think everything was fine Then you upped and ran away And made me just go crazy
I never, ever had a lover Who put the peddle to the metal And burn rubber on me, Charlie Oh, no, no, no
Just because youre not for real Why you hurt me, girl Just because youre not for real Why you hurt me, girl
I never, ever had a lover Who put the peddle to the metal And burn rubber on me, Charlie Oh, no, no, no
Just because youre not for real Why you hurt me, girl Just because youre not for real Why you hurt me, girl
You told me to go up the block To get you a strawberry pop When I got back to the flat You had burned rubber out the back
I went to the closet and saw no clothes All I saw was hangers and poles I went to the phone and called your mother And told me that you had burned rubber on me, Charlie Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Just because youre not for real Why you hurt me, girl Just because youre not for real Why you hurt me, girl
I never, ever had a lover Who put the peddle to the metal And burn rubber on me, Charlie Oh, no, no, no, no, oh, no, yeah, yeah
Just because youre not for real Why you hurt me, girl Just because youre not for real Why you hurt me, girl
Just because youre not for real Why you hurt me, girl
You took my money, you took my time You made me think everything was fine Like the clock on the wall said ding-ding-dong Got to find another lover that wont be gone
She wont put the medal to the metal And burn rubber, burn rubber on me, Charlie No, no, no, no
Never, ever had a lover Who put the peddle to the metal And burn rubber on me, Charlie No, no, no, no, no, no
I never, ever had a lover Who put the peddle to the metal And burn rubber on me, Charlie No, no, no, no, no, no
I never, ever had a lover Who put the peddle to the metal And burn rubber on me, Charlie No, no, no, no, no, no
I never, ever had a lover Who put the peddle to the metal And burn rubber on me, Charlie No, no, no, no, no, no
I never, ever had a lover Who put the peddle to the metal And burn rubber on me, Charlie No, no, no, no, no, no
I never, ever had a lover Who put the peddle to the metal And burn rubber on me, Charlie No, no, no, no, no, no
I never, ever had a lover Who put the peddle to the metal And burn rubber on me, Charlie No, no, no, no, no, no
I never, ever had a lover Who put the peddle to the metal And burn rubber on me, Charlie No, no, no, no, no, no
Liebe Wird Verboten Composer(s): Bernd Meinunger Performer(s): Peter Maffay
Die schöne neue Welt, die vor uns liegt so schön, daß man davon kalte Füße kriegt wird morgen Wirklichkeit, wenn wir nichts dagegen tun Die Pillen gibt es längst, die man nur schlucken muß fürs Glücksgefühl und gegen Überdruß Wir werden schon verplant und schauen auch noch ruhig zu
Liebe wird verboten denn Liebe bringt Gefahr für den neuen Staat und Gefühle stören da nur In der Welt von morgen Klappt alles wunderbar ja, du wirst schon sehn morgen funktionierst dann auch du
Dann denkst du nur, du denkst, und in Wirklichkeit Denkt ein Programm für dich auf Lebenszeit.. Du kennst nicht mal den Knopf, an dem andre für dich drehn Die Kinder kommen aus Retorten raus sie sehn perfekt doch ziemlich ähnlich aus Auf denken steht der Tot und in Bücher Darf kein Mensch mehr sehn!
Liebe wird verboten denn Liebe bringt Gefahr für den neuen Staat und Gefühle stören da nur In der Welt von morgen klappt alles wunderbar ja, du wirst schon sehn Morgen funktionierst dann auch du
Liebe wird verboten denn Liebe bringt Gefahr für den neuen Staat und Gefühle stören da nur In der Welt von morgen Klappt alles wunderbar ja, du wirst schon sehn morgen funktionierst dann auch du
Die neue Welt wird Wirklichkeit Die Pläne liegen längst griffbereit Bis morgen ist es nicht nicht mehr weit Die schöne neue Welt beginnt schon heut
Burn My Candle (At Both Ends) Composer(s): Ross Parker Performer(s): Shirley Bassey
Who's got a match for a strikin' Don't say it all depends Who wants to help me burn my candle, at both ends
Who's got a light he's hidin', under a bush or fence Who wants to help me burn my candle, at both ends
It's possible, it may not last a night While it burns, what a wonderful light
Who'd like to play with fire After they make ammends Who wants to help me burn my candle, at both ends
Who doesn't mind a reaper, after he's sewn wild oats Who wants to take a chance and help me, burn my boats
Who's not a look, then leaper Wanting a warning note Who wants to take a chance and help me, burn my boats
There's 'S' for Scotch, that's so direct And for straight and simple sex "I" for invitation to, a close relationship with you "N" for nothing bad nor less "S-I-N", that's sin, I guess
Who's got a good ignition Waiting for dividends Who wants to help me burn my candle, at both ends
It may not last, but it's all in the game, my friend And while it burns, what a fabulous flame
Who has an inhibition Who has a notch, that's on the handle Open my door, and spun the scandal Who wants to help me burn my candle, at both ends!
Lie For A Lie Composer(s): Danny Peyronel - Nick Mason - Rick Fenn Performer(s): Nick Mason & Rick Fenn
A game's a game I hear you say Enough emotion in a day We'll never live enough to play I hear you say
You make the you make the moves Giving clues about the rules But there's no way to warn the fools They're only fools
Give me a lie for a lie Give me a truth for a truth Nothing is hard to believe No one is hard to deceive Leave me a light in the dark Give me a lie for a lie Give me a truth for a truth
So let the fire within me burn You know something I should learn But I don't know which way to turn Still I turn
Give me a lie for a lie Give me a truth for a truth Nothing is hard to believe No one is hard to deceive Leave me a light in the dark Give me a lie for a lie Give me a truth for a truth
And when the flame begins to go I'll be there inside the door You'll never know that I care more Than I can show
Give me a lie for a lie Give me a truth for a truth Nothing is hard to believe No one is hard to deceive Leave me a light in the dark Give me a lie for a lie Give me a truth for a truth
Zou Het Erg Zijn Lieve Opa Performer(s): Vader Abraham & Wilma
Zou het erg zijn lieve opa Zou het erg zijn lieve opa Als de wind niet meer waait Als de haan in de morgen Zn lied niet meer kraait Zou het erg zijn lieve opa Als het gras niet meer groeit Zou het erg zijn lieve opa Als een bloem niet meer bloeit
Zou het erg zijn Als de klok in de toren niet meer slaat Als een vogel, zn nestje en zn moeder verlaat Zou het erg zijn lieve opa Als het maantje niet meer lacht Zou het erg zijn Als niet komt wat je vandaag had verwacht
Nee, mn kleine meisje Als jij maar van me houdt
Ja mijn lieve opa Als jij maar van me houdt
Zou het erg zijn lieve opa Als je gauw dood zou gaan Als de sterren aan de hemel er niet zouden staan Zou het erg zijn Als de zon, in de lucht niet meer schijnt Zou het erg zijn als de zee nu voor altijd verdwijnt
Zou het erg zijn lieve opa Als de wind niet meer waait Als de haan in de morgen Zn lied niet meer kraait Zou het erg zijn lieve opa Als het gras niet meer groeit Zou het erg zijn lieve opa Als een bloem niet meer bloeit
Lie Back, Let Me Do Everything Composer(s): Pope - Staples Performer(s): Rough Trade
It's ten o'clock the bar is jammed Waitresses circulate in and out of tables Feel like a boxer, I'm punch drunk Got a cigarette wedged in my face
Hearing voices breathing in my ear How they wanna massage my ego Sayin' lie back let me do everything Her aroma rising from stale beer and listerine Lie back let me do everything I wanna get lost in ya, lie back
Got my hair slicked back like a Latino Lounging in a naugahyde chair Got my fists bunched, shoved in my pockets Watchin' those queens slithering by
Hearing voices syrup in my ear How they wanna massage my ego Sayin' lie back, let me do everything Her aroma rising from stale beer and listerine Lie back, let me do everything I wanna get lost in ya lie back
Sayin' lie back, let me do everything Lie back, let me do everything Lie back, let me do everything I wanna get lost in ya, lie back Lie back, let me do everything Lie back, let me do everything
Burn Down The Mission Composer(s): Elton John; Bernie Taupin Performer(s): Elton John; Phil Collins; Toto
You tell me there's an angel in your tree Did he say he'd come to call on me For things are getting desperate in our home Living in the parish of the restless folks I know
Everybody now bring your family down to the riverside Look to the east to see where the fat stock hide Behind four walls of stone the rich man sleeps It's time we put the flame torch to their keep
Burn down the mission If we're gonna stay alive Watch the black smoke fly to heaven See the red flame light the sky
Burn down the mission Burn it down to stay alive It's our only chance of living Take all you need to live inside
Deep in the woods the squirrels are out today My wife cried when they came to take me away But what more could I do just to keep her warm Than burn burn burn burn down the mission walls
L'idole Chante Au Dessert Composer(s): Claude Moine - Pierre Papadiamandis Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell
De Paris à Las Vegas Avant l'show on débarrasse Votre table et vos couverts L'idole chante au dessert J'suis même sûr que Sinatra Déjà môme connaissait ça Pour faire plaisir à sa mère Il chantait au dessert Quand j'étais p'tit l'dimanche midi Juste à la fin du repas Je chantais "Petite Fleur" La main droite sur le cur Mes tantes, mes oncles et les amis N'attendaient qu'c'moment-là Pour reprendre tous en chur Et trinquer au bonheur Dans les mariages y a toujours Un cousin qui sait des tours Et puis un tonton pervers Qui chante au dessert Dans les partis politiques Quand le meeting se complique On fait un dîner d'affaire "La Marseillaise" au dessert J'étais enfant de chur à l'église J'ressemblais à la Tour de Pise J'avais bu tout le vin de messe C'était ma première ivresse Je n'jouais d'jà plus aux billes J'commençais à r'garder les filles Au goûter chez leur mère L'idole chante au dessert Y a des fois où c'est comme ça J'veux pas aller au gala Super show ou grand concert Moi j'chanterai pas au dessert
(L'idole chante au dessert L'idole chante au dessert L'idole chante au dessert L'idole chante au dessert L'idole chante au dessert)
Burma Shave Composer(s): Roger Miller Originally performed by: Roger Miller Covered by: Eugene Chadbourne; The Everly Brothers; Shockabilly
Way down yonder by the forks of the branch The old sow whistled and the little pigs danced Burma Shave Burma Burma Burma Shave I bet I've seen a million rows of them little red poles and it's signs up and down the line Come on come on one more time
Yonder goes Willie he's passin' on a hill He don't dress nice but he drives fit to kill Burma Shave Burma Burma Burma Shave I bet I've seen a million rows of them little red poles and it's signs up and down the line Giddyup Giddyup Tally ho
Well my pappy ain't smart he ain't good at quizzin' But one thing he knows is how to keep mama his'n Burma Shave Burma Burma Burma Shave I bet I've seen a million rows of them little red poles and it's signs up and down the line Come on come on one more time
Roses are red and violets are blue you chase me and so will I Burma Shave Burma Burma Burma Shave I bet I've seen a million rows of them little red poles and it's signs up and down the line Come on come on one more time
L'idole À Papa Composer(s): Jean Ferrat Performer(s): Jean Ferrat
Il y avait deux clans dans la famille Du temps où j'étais un mouflet Tino Rossi faisait pâmer les filles Et tous les garçons rigolaient Et je me dis qu'aujourd'hui même C'est peut-être pareil pour moi Les unes rêvent en murmurant "Je t'aime" Les autres ricanent tout bas
Tu peux m'ouvrir cent fois les bras C'est toujours la première fois Tu peux m'ouvrir cent fois les bras C'est toujours la première fois
Évidemment, après trente ans passés À écouter "Marinella" Même en ayant d'la suite dans les idées On n'se bat plus comme chien et chat On dit plutôt dans un sourire "Il était pas si mal que ça Depuis le temps que nous entendons pire" En sera-t-il pareil pour moi?
Pourtant, que la montagne est belle Comment peut-on s'imaginer En voyant un vol d'hirondelles Que l'automne vient d'arriver?
Oui dans trente ans du train où vont les choses Dieu sait c'qu'il adviendra de moi Mais s'il me reste à la bouche une rose Qui jette encore un peu d'éclat Quand de jeunes contestataires Mettront leurs grands pieds dans mon plat Je leur dirai "Tino, que je suis fier D'être encore l'idole à Papa"
Faut-il pleurer, faut-il en rire Fait-il envie ou bien pitié Je n'ai pas le coeur à le dire On ne voit pas le temps passer
Moonlight, die Nacht ist schön, u hu hu hu moonlight, unsagbar schön, u hu hu hu alle sind verliebt, nur ich muß traurig sein u hu hu, sag mir, warum (u hu hu moonlight, u hu hu ...)
Moonlight, die Nacht ist lang, u hu hu hu moonlight, so endlos lang, u hu hu hu Denn ich bin allein mit meiner Einsamkeit u hu hu, sag mir, warum (u hu hu moonlight, u hu.........)
Die andern dürfen träumen vom Glück im Mondenschein wer weiß, wann es für mich so etwas gibt Die andern wissen alle, wie schön es ist zu zwein warum bin ich allein A ha ha
Moonlight, die Nacht ist schön, u hu hu hu moonlight, unsagbar schön, u hu hu hu laß mich glücklich sein in deinem Zauberschein dann frag ich nicht mehr: warum? (U hu hu moonl., u hu....) Die andern wissen alle, wie schön es ist zu zwein warum bin ich allein? O ho ho ho
Moonlight, die Nacht ist schön, u hu hu hu moonlight, unsagbar schön, u hu hu hu laß mich glücklich sein in deinem Zauberschein dann frag ich nicht mehr: warum
L'idole (Je N'en Peux Plus) Composer(s): Jacques Lanzmann - Jacques Dutronc Performer(s): Jacques Dutronc
Toute la journée derrière moi Et toute la nuit sur le dos Dans la chaleur ou dans l'froid Ils me poussent sur les tréteaux Leurs galas leurs récitals J'en ai vraiment plein l'dos Et à tous ces bourreaux Je souhaite le supplice du pal
Ils vont me tuer Je vais crever Tous ils m'exploitent Jusqu'à me battre
Et puis mon impresario Il s'enrichit sur mon dos Non coco faut l'faire C'est pour minuterie Les filles qui s'jettent sur moi Celles qui escaladent le toit Celles qui disent et moi et moi Oh comme je m'en mords le chinois
Je n'en peux plus Ils vont me tuer Oui ils m'ont eu Je vais crever
Mais l'pire c'est qu'mon parolier Non seulement il est fou à lier Mais il voudrait m'faire chanter Que des histoires d'obsédés Je n'dors plus je n'mange plus J'ai maigri je suis aigri J'suis malade j'fais plus pipi ni caca J'suis pas vieux mais j'en peux plus
Je n'en peux plus Ils vont me tuer Oui ils m'ont eu Je vais crever Aidez-moi j'vous en supplie À r'trouver l'goût d'la vie Aidez-moi j'vous en conjure J'me tape la tête contre les murs
Je n'en peux plus Je vais pleurer Je suis foutu Ils vont me tuer Au secours au secours au secours ...
Zij dronk ranja met een rietje Mijn Sophietje Op een Amsterdams terras Zij was Hollands als het gras Als een lelie aan de plas Ik wist niet wat ik moest zeggen Uit moest leggen Iets wat Cupido wel weet Dat zij mij meteen iets deed
Refrein: Ik zag meisjes in Parijs en in Turijn In Helsinki en Londen en Berlijn Waar ik op de wijde wereld kwam Zij mochten er wel zijn Maar de mooiste van de mooisten in Sophie In de liefde is zij zeker een genie Want een meisje als Sophietje Is een lentesymphonie
In haar stem hoor ik een liedje Melodietje 't Is een liedje met een lach Dat ik hoor sinds ik haar zag Sinds ik haar zag
Zij dronk ranja met een rietje Mijn Sophietje Op een Amsterdams terras Toen wist ik dat mijn Sophietje de liefste was
