Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Make Me Smile (Come Up And See Me) Dutch Title: Wat Je Voelt Composer(s): Steve Harley Originally performed by: Steve Harley & Cockney Rebel Covered by various other artists
You've done it all, you've broken every code And pulled the Rebel to the floor You spoilt the game, no matter what you say For only metal, what a bore Blue eyes, blue eyes, how come you tell so many lies
Come up and see me, make me smile Or do what you want, running wild
There's nothing left, all gone and run away Maybe you'll tarry for a while It's just a test, a game for us to play Win or lose, it's hard to smile Resist, resist, it's from yourself you have to hide
Come up and see me, to make me smile Or do what you want, running wild
There ain't no more, you've taken everthing From my belief in Mother Earth How can you ignore my faith in everything Coz I know what Faith is and what it's worth Away, away, and don't say maybe you'll try
T'come up and see me, to make me smile Or do what you want, just running wild
Come up and see me, make me smile Or do what you want, running wild
Come up and see me, make me smile Or do what you want, running wild
Little Lies Composer(s): Christine McVie - Eddie Quintela First release by: Fleetwood Mac - 1987
If I could turn the page in time Then I'd rearrange just a day or two Close my, close my, close my eyes
But I couldn't find a way So I'll settle for one day to believe in you Tell me, tell me, tell me lies
Tell me lies Tell me sweet little lies (Tell me lies, tell me, tell me lies) Oh, no, no you can't disguise (You can't disguise, no you can't disguise) Tell me lies Tell me sweet little lies
Although I'm not making plans I hope that you understand there's a reason why Close your, close your, close your eyes
No more broken hearts We're better off apart let's give it a try Tell me, tell me, tell me lies
Tell me lies Tell me sweet little lies (Tell me lies, tell me, tell me lies) Oh, no, no you can't disguise (You can't disguise, no you can't disguise) Tell me lies Tell me sweet little lies
If I could turn the page in time Then I'd rearrange just a day or two Close my, close my, close my eyes
But I couldn't find a way So I'll settle for one day to belive in you Tell me, tell me, tell me lies
Tell me lies Tell me sweet little lies (Tell me lies, tell me, tell me lies) Oh, no, no you can't disguise (You can't disguise, no you can't disguise)
Tell me lies Tell me sweet little lies (Tell me lies, tell me, tell me lies) Oh, no, no you can't disguise (You can't disguise, no you can't disguise) Tell me lies Tell me sweet little lies (Tell me, tell me lies)
Little Latin Lupe Lu Composer(s): Bill Medley First release by: The Righteous Brothers - 1963 Covered by multiple other artists
Talk about my baby Little Latin Lupe Lu She's a hot footin' baby There ain't no dance she couldn't do She's my groovy little baby, hey-hey Little Latin Lupe Lu
A-bop-a-bop-a, Lupe Lu Well, shake it, shake it, shake it, Lupe Wahtusi pretty baby, hey-hey C'mon and do the hoochie coo My true love, pretty baby, hey-hey Little Latin Lupe Lu
If ya wanna do the twist Lupe Lu can put it down If ya Wah-Wahtusi She's the best for miles around She's my Mash Potato baby, hey-hey Little Latin Lupe Lu
A-bop-a-bop-a, Lupe Lu A-shake it, shake it, shake it, Lupe Wahtusi pretty baby, hey-hey C'mon and do the hoochie coo My true love, pretty baby, hey-hey Little Latin Lupe Lu
Ah, one more time A-shake-it, shake-it, shake-it, Lupe You Wahtusi pretty baby, hey-hey C'mon and do the hoochie coo My true love, pretty baby, hey-hey Little Latin Lupe Lu (Little Latin Lupe Lu)
A-bop-a-bop-a, Lupe Lu (Little Latin Lupe Lu) A-shake it, shake it, shake it, Lupe (Little Latin Lupe Lu) Wahtusi pretty baby, hey-hey (Little Latin Lupe Lu) C'mon and do the hoochie coo (Little Latin Lupe Lu)
My true love, pretty baby, hey-hey (Now we're done) Little Latin Lupe Lu (Little Latin Lupe Lu) A-bop-a-bop-a, Lupe Lu (Little Latin Lupe Lu) A-shake it, shake it, shake it, Lupe
Make Me Say It Again Girl Composer(s): Ernie Isley; Marvin Isley; Ronald Isley; Rudolph Isley; O'Kelly Isley; Chris Jasper Performer(s): The Isley Brothers and various other artists
O, Oh, I believe you are a rainbow You're all the heaven I need to see You're the promise everlasting Ah, cuz where you are I hope to be
Oh make me say it again girl Make me say it again girl Make me say it again girl
You're all I need (Ah, yes you are) You're all (all)... You're all I need... You're all I need
Whatever pains inside You make it better You seem to realize Where I'm concerned You are the only who Goes through changes Giving my life direction When I am turned
And, oh, oh make me say it again girl Make me say it again girl Make me say it again girl
You're all I need (Ah, yes you are) You're all (all)... You're all I need... You're all I need, ooh, ooh, ooh You're all I need
How am I worthy of Love from an angel Princess superior of my soul Don't really matter if you Choose not to answer Hopin' that what I reveal You already know
And, Ah, make me say it again girl Make me say it again girl Make me say it again girl
You're all I need (Ah, yes you are) You're all You're all I (oooh, oooh, oooh) You're all I need
Ah, sweet lady Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh
Girl you're all I need (I love you) Girl you're all I need Girl you're all I need Girl you're all I need
Ah, Why don't you say it again girl Girl you're all I need Girl you're all I need (I wanna sing it, yeah) Girl you're all I need I wanna, ooh, ooh, ooh, say it again girl I wanna sing it, girl I believe, I believe, I believe You're all I need Say it again girl
Little Kawai Composer(s): Walter Becker Performer(s): Walter Becker
Here's a note from one Miss Turnbull Certain homework was not done Tiny holes in brand new windows From an unknown BB gun Cinder Annie and your Big Mommie Say the facts all point to you
But they don't love you Little Kawai Not the way that I do Not the way that I do
That new squirt gun Eric got you Don't you aim it over here That's a mean song Eldon taught you I no longer wish to hear And where he says babies come from This is not completely true
That's a tall one Little Kawai And those bad boys They don't love you Not the way that I do
In the morning in spite of everything We'll go driving in our car Straight to IHOP where it's well-known The world's junkest pancakes are Maple syrup on those french fries They say it's no good for you
But you're still growing Little Kawai What do they know Do they love you Not the way that I do Not the way that I do
Little Joe, The Wrangler Composer(s): Nathan Howard - Jack Thorp Performer(s): Chris LeDoux and multiple other artists
Little Joe the wrangler, he'll wrangle never more His days with the remuda, they're all done It was long about last April he rode into our camp Just a little Texas stray and all alone It was long late in the evening when he rode into our camp On a little old brown pony he called Shaw In his brogan shoes and coveralls, a harder lookin' kid You never in you life have seen before
His saddle was a Sother kack built many years ago An OK spur on one foot idly hung With his bed roll in a cotton sack was loosely tied behind And a canteen from the saddle horn he'd slung
Said he had to leave his home because his paw had married twice His new maw beat him every day or two So he saddled up old Shaw one night and lit a shuck this way Thought he'd try and paddle now his own canoe
Said he'd try to do the best he could if we'd only give him work Though he didn't know straight up about a cow So the boss, he cut him out a mount and kinda put him on And we knew he liked our little stray somehow
Well, he taught him how to heard the horses and learned to know 'em all And to get 'em in by daylight if he could And to follow the chuck wagon and to always hitch the team And to help the carsonaro rustle wood
We had driven to Red River and the weather it was fine We were camped down on the south side of the bend When a Norther started blowin' we called the extra guard 'Cause it took all hands to hold the cattle in
Now little Joe the wrangler was called out like the rest Barely had the kid got to the heard When the cattle, they stampeded - like a hailstorm on they flew With all of us a ridin' for the lead
Between the streaks of lightnin' we could see a horse ahead It was little Joe the wrangler in the lead He was riding old Blue Rocket with a slicker o'er his head And he's trying to check the leaders in their speed
We finally got'em millin' and they sort of quieted down The extra guard back to the camp did go But one of them was missing and we all knew at a glance 'Twas our little Texas strayboy, wrangler Joe
We found him there at sun up where old Blue Rocket fell In some washout twenty feet below Beneath his horse smashed to a pulphis spur had rung the knell For our little Texas stray bos, wrangler Joe
Little Joe the wrangler, he'll wrangle never more His days with the remuda, they're all done It was long about last April he rode into our camp Just a little Texas stray and all alone
Make Me Know It (If You Mean What You Say) Composer(s): Williams; Temple Performer(s): Blanche Calloway
Make me know it, baby, I crave some action Make me know it, baby, prove what you say I want no fooling, and I don't mean maybe I've had my fooling; I wasn't born today
Make me know it, baby, if you mean business Make me know it, baby, and don't delay I like your style, your smile, your pretty hair But this don't get me anywhere Make me know it if you mean just what you say
You claim that you love me true And there's nothing you won't do Now, sweet child, if you're sincere Listen while I cuddle near I've heard the sweet wind blow before Had the wolf at my door My brain isn't made of wood I guess it's understood
Oh, baby, I crave some action Oh, baby, prove what you say I want no fooling, and I don't mean maybe I've had my fooling; I wasn't born today
Baby, if you mean business Baby, now don't delay I like your style, your smile, your pretty hair But this don't get me anywhere Make me know it if you mean just what you say
Little Jeannie Composer(s): Elton John - Gary Anthony Osborne First release by: Elton John - 1980 Covered by multiple other artists
Oh little Jeannie, you got so much love, little Jeannie And you take it where it strikes and give it to the likes of me Oh little Jeannie, she got so much love, little Jeannie So I see you when I can, you make me all a man can be
And I want you to be my acrobat, I want you to be my lover Oh there were others who would treat you cruel And oh little Jeannie, you were always someone's fool
Little Jeannie, you got so much time, little Jeannie Though you've grown beyond your years, you still retain the fears of youth Oh little Jeannie, you got so much time, little Jeannie But you're burning it up so fast, searching for some lasting truth
And I want you to be my acrobat, I want you to be my lover Oh there were others who would treat you cruel But oh Jeannie, I will always be your fool
And I want you to be my acrobat, I want you to be my lover Oh there were others, and I've known quite a few But oh oh Jeannie, I'm still in love with you
Stepped into my life from a bad dream Making the life that I had seem suddenly shiny and new Oh Jeannie I'm so in love with you Stepped into my life from a bad dream
I remember ridin' bikes with you in the park Quiet conversations alone in the dark Now that you're gone and you're never coming home It sure gets lonely but I'd rather be alone Without you it's just a little inconvenient after all these years A little inconvenient to smile through all these tears A little hard to handle when the kids ask where you are But I'll get along it's just a little inconvenient
What I'd give to love you once again Look across the breakfast table see you smiling there But things have really changed since you've left this place I can't really say that time has helped or erased your memory It's juts a little inconvenient ...
Make Love To Me Composer(s): George Brunies; Allan Copeland; Paul Mares; Walter Melrose; Bill Norvas; Ben Pollack; Leon Roppolo; Mel Stitzel Performer(s): Jo Stafford and various other artists
Take me in your arms and never let me go Whisper to me softly while the moon is low Hold me close and tell me what I wanna know Say it to me gently, let the sweet talk flow Come a little closer, make love to me
Kiss me once again before we say good night Take me in your lovin' arms and squeeze me tight Put me in a mood so I can dream all night Everybody's sleepin' so it's quite all right Come a little closer, make love to me
When you're near, so help me, dear Chills run up my spine Don't you know I love you so? I won't be happy till you're mine
When I'm in your arms you give my heart a treat Everything about you is so doggone sweet Ev'ry time we kiss you make my life complete Baby doll, ya know ya swept me off my feet Now's the time to tell you "Make love to me"
When I'm in your arms you give my heart a treat Everything about you is so doggone sweet Ev'ry time we kiss you make my life complete Baby doll, ya know ya swept me off my feet Now's the time to tell you "Hey, Baby make love to me"
Little Honda Composer(s): Brian Wilson - Mike Love First release by: The Beach Boys - 1964 Covered by multiple other artists
Go! I'm gonna wake you up early cause I'm gonna take a ride with you We're going down to the Honda shop, I'll tell you what we're gonna do Put on a ragged sweatshirt, I'll take you anywhere you want me to
First gear, it's all right (Honda, Honda, go faster, faster) Second gear, I'll lean right (Honda, Honda, go faster, faster) Third gear, hang on tight (Honda, Honda, go faster, faster) Faster, it's all right
It's not a big motorcycle Just a groovy little motorbike It's more fun than a barrel of monkeys That two-wheeled bike We'll ride on out of the town To any place I know you like
First gear, it's all right (Honda, Honda, go faster, faster) Second gear, I'll lean right (Honda, Honda, go faster, faster) Third gear, hang on tight (Honda, Honda, go faster, faster) Faster, it's all right
It climbs the hills like a Matchless 'Cause my Honda' built really light When I go in to the turns Better hang on tight I'd better turn on the lights So we can ride my Honda tonight
First gear, it's all right (Honda, Honda, go faster, faster) Second gear, I'll lean right (Honda, Honda, go faster, faster) Third gear, hang on tight (Honda, Honda, go faster, faster) Faster, it's all right
Make Love Stay Composer(s): Dan Fogelberg Performer(s): Dan Fogelberg
Now that we love Now that the lonely nights are over How do we make love stay? Now that we know The fire can burn bright or merely smolder How do we keep it from dying away?
Elusive as dreams Barely remembered in the morning Love like a phantom flies But held in the heart It pales like the empty smile adorning A statue with sightless eyes
Moments fleet, taste sweet within the rapture When precious flesh is greedily consumed But mystery's a thing not easily captured And once deceased not easily exhumed
Now that we love Now that the lonely nights are over How do we make love stay?
Moments fleet, taste so sweet within the rapture When precious flesh is greedily consumed But mystery's a thing not easily captured And once deceased not easily exhumed
Now that we loved Look at the moonless night and tell me How do we make love stay?
Little Hands Composer(s): Skip Spence First release by: Oar - 1969
Little hands clappin', children are laughin' Little hands clappin', all over the world Piper is pipin', drummers are drummin' Little hands clappin', all over the world
Little hands clappin', children are sharin' Little loves lovin', all little boys and girls Children are singin', the truths that they're bringin' Freedom is ringin', all 'round the world Come let us meet them Ah, yes we will greet them
Little hands clappin', children are carin' Piper is callin', all over the world Out in the street, the sick that you meet How many friends, do you call your own? Come let us meet them Yes we will greet them
Children are clappin', children are carin' Children are shatterin', records and rules Little hands carin', little hands sharin' The old ones and the gold ones and the family jewels Come let us meet them Yes we will greet them
Little hands clappin', children are happy Little hands lovin', all around the world Little hands claspin', truth they are graspin' A world with no pain for one and all Children are learnin', their souls they are yearnin' A nice place to play and no place to fall Come let us meet them Ah, yes we will greet them
Little Guitars Composer(s): Edward Van Halen - Alex Van Halen - Michael Anthony - David Lee Roth First release by: Van Halen - 1982
Senorita I'm in trouble again and I can't get free (Senorita) You're exactly what the doctor ordered, come on talk to me (Ah) Can't crow before I'm out of the woods But there's exceptions to the rule (Ah) Senorita, do you need a friend? I'm in love with you
Catch as catch, catch as catch can Anybody in their right mind could see, it's you and me Oooh-ooo-ooh Oooh-oooh
You say you're lonesome, just getting by But you turn your eyes from me Be sure you're hurting long before you fly 'cause, you've got me
Catch as catch, catch as catch can Anybody in their right mind could see, you and me Catch as catch, catch as catch can When I see you, all your little guitars sing to me
I can see you don't know which way to turn But the sun still shines (Senorita) Don't you know that you can dance with me, anytime? (Ah) Can't crow before I'm out of the woods There's exceptions to the rule (Ah) Senorita, do you need a friend? I'm in love with you