Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Mandarme Rosas Composer(s): R. de León Performer(s): Raphael
No me ha dejado tu pasion, vida mia Ningun mensaje de dolor ni alegria Y en el silencio de tu casa vacia No hay una cancion
No me ha dejado tu querer ni una huella Ni un arco iris, ni una flor, ni una estrella Pues tu romance sin final no hizo mella En mi corazon
Mandarme rosas a millares Que me distraigan con su olor Mandarme versos y cantares Mandarme amor Me siento diferente Y quiero alegremente En otros brazos despertar
Me encuentro nuevo y ya curado De tu cariño sin verdad Mandarme rosas que he logrado La libertad
Ya no me acuerdo del color de tu pelo De si tus ojos era el mar o era el cielo Como tampoco ya por ti siento celos ¡con lo que te ame!
Ayer llamarte nuevamente he querido Pero tu nombre de mi frente se ha ido Y aunque lo quise recordar no he podido Porque lo olvide
2nd Thought Composer(s): Andy McCluskey Performer(s): Orchestral Manoeuvres In The Dark
although the order in our lives left some time ago along the way we are the ones who never cry like we don't care today me at home and you out there and on your way it's gone so far and now it seems it's only me who cares I know it helps the times you asked though never gave a little hope to set you free thus you stray although the order in our lives left some time ago we are the ones who never cry or so we're told it's gone so far and now it seems it's only me me at home and you out there along the way me at home and you out there along the way me at home and you out there along the way
29 Ways Composer(s): Willie Dixon Performer(s): Willie Dixon; and various other artists
I got 29 ways to make it to my baby's door I got 29 ways to make it to my baby's door And if she needs me bad I can find about two or three more
I got one through the basement Two down the hall And when the going gets tough I got a hole in the wall
Chorus: I can come through the chimney like Santa Claus Go through the window and that ain't all A lot of good ways I don't want you to know I even got a hole in the bedroom floor
Chorus
I got a way through the closet behind her clothes A way through the attic that no one knows A master key that fits every lock A hidden door behind the grandfather clock
Have you seen Jackie? He's a strange strange strange little girl Make up on his face and his hair in curls Have you seen Jackie? She's a strange strange strange little boy Her long black beard is her pride and joy And all the children follow him around And all the grownups try to drag her down So we sing Hey, leave Jackie alone Hey, his pigeons have flown Hey, she's never at home at all these days Leave Jackie alone Have you seen Jackie? He's an odd odd odd little fish To fly around is his only wish Have you seen Jackie? She's a queer queer queer little bird Shy and quiet neither scene nor herd And all the rats will follow him around The dogs and cats will chase her from the town And we sing Hey, leave Jackie alone Hey, his mind is all blown Hey, she's not on the phone at all these days Leave Jackie alone Jackie couldn't decide if he was a girl Or if she was a boy Have you seen Jackie
1-2-3 Composer(s): Len Madara; David White; Leonard Borisoff; Brian Holland; Lamont Dozier; Eddie Holland Performer(s): Len Barry
1-2-3, oh, that's how elementary it's gonna be C'mon, let's fall in love, it's easy (it's so easy) Like takin' candy (like takin' candy) from a baby
A-B-C (A-B-C) fallin' in love with you was easy for me (easy for me) And you can do it, too, it's easy (it's so easy) Like takin' candy (like takin' candy) from a baby
Baby, there's nothin' hard about love Basically, it's as easy as pie The hard part is livin' without love Without your love, baby, I would die
It's easy (it's so easy)
Like takin' candy (like takin' candy) from a baby, yay
One and one are two (one and one are two)
I know you love me and oh,oh, how I love you (how I love you)
Don't try to fight it 'cause it's easy (it's so easy)
Like takin' candy (like takin' candy) from a baby, yay
1-2-3 (1-2-3) oh, that's how elementary it's gonna be (it's gonna be)
C'mon, let's fall in love, it's easy (1-2-3)
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Oh, that's how elementary
13 Question Method Composer(s): Chuck Berry Performer(s): Ry Cooder
Now, the thirteen question method is the one to use Listen to me! Thirteen question method is the one to use I'm saying that the thirteen question method is the one you gotta use If you wanna have some fun 'Cause the thirteen question method is the one to use
Uhn! Question number one: you wanna have fun, uh hun Question number two: what to do? Let's see! Question number three: wanna go out and eat burger with me? God Almighty! For the thirteen question method is the one to use Now the question number five: don't give me no jive this morning Question number six: don't try no tricks, this evening Question number seven: I'll pick you up at a quarter to eleven, baby And question number eight: it's a date
That's question number nine: where to dine, this evening? Question number ten: ah, can we get in? Question number eleven: gonna be just like heaven? God Almighty! Question number twelve: we get by ourselves?
'Cause the thirteen question method is the one to use The thirteen question method is the one to use Now the thirteen question method is the one gotta use if you wanna... The thirteen question method is the one to use And she says ah... She says...
The thirteen question method is the one to use The thirteen question method is the one to use Now the thirteen question method is the one gotta use if you wanna have some fun 'Cause the...
Mañana C'est Carnaval Composer(s): Maurice Vidalin; Gilbert Bécaud Performer(s): Gilbert Bécaud
Petit voyou de favela Enfant des rues de là-bas Moi j'aime tes concerts Sur boite de conserve Mañana, c'est carnaval Mañana, c'est carnaval Petite fille de favela Fille de fille de joie Tu n'as qu'un seul soulier Pour aller à la fête Mañana, c'est carnaval Mañana, c'est carnaval
Ils m'ont dragué à l'autocar Dans ce paradis de bazar Et j'ai perdu deux trois dollars A une course de cafards Viva gringo, viva el gringo C'est moi le gringo Les enfants ont bien rigolé Et moi aussi j'ai rigolé Vous avez faim? On va manger Le gringo c'est fait pour payer Viva gringo, viva el gringo
Petits voyous de favela On a plongé tous les trois Dans la grande ville folle Qui peignait ses guignols Mañana, c'est carnaval Mañana, c'est carnaval
Pour qu'ils soient très bien déguisés On a couru le grand marché Couronnes d'or, capes dorées Ce qu'ils volaient, je le payais Viva gringo, viva el gringo
Et puis ils m'ont perdu dans la nuit Pour remonter dans leur pays Et faire avec leurs habits Un royaume dans leur taudis Viva gringo, viva el gringo
Petits voyous de favela J'aurai des larmes de joie Demain au défilé Vous serez roi et reine... Mañana, c'est carnaval ...
When nobody knows she puts on secret clothes And lies in the meadow with her hands tied behind her back I won't refuse if you know how to use it Just stop playing that ugly drug music
Chorus: Thirteen steps lead down Thirteen steps lead down There's commoners and kings And everyone's a prisoner of Paper and glue And a decent pair of scissors So tonight I'm drinking to your health Because I just can't stand myself
Thirteen steps lead down Thirteen steps lead down Thirteen steps lead down Thirteen steps lead down
She stands and fails On fashion fingernails Her lovers have her walking 'round On instruments of torture And one of them is poisonous The other is a thief they say So what one could give to her The other cannot take away
When nobody knows she puts on secret clothes And lies in her splendour for a picture opportunity Cover up that bruise, put on patent leather shoes Just stop playing that bad mood music
Chorus
Thirteen steps lead down Thirteen steps lead down Thirteen steps lead down Thirteen steps lead down
1432 Franklin Pike Circle Hero Composer(s): Bobby Russell Performer(s): Bobby Russell
He's the 1432 Franklin Pike Circle Hero 'n' you can see him ev'ry weekend with a car full of kids and snow cones And the people 'cross town don't know his name But on Franklin Pike Circle he's king 1432 Franklin Pike Circle Hero
Well, at five thirty-five at the corner of Franklin and Walnut A blue station wagon comes slidin' around the corner And on down Franklin Pike Circle all you're seein' is a streak of blue And pulls in the drive at the address of 1432
And he says "My head aches and my back hurts and I don't feel like talkin'" "Don't wan' go the show to see Doctor Zhivago" "Don't wanna take the dog out walkin'" "I wanna sit right here in this easy chair, it's been a jungle all day, you know" The 1432 Franklin Pike Circle Hero is home
He was out pitching ball with the kids in the neighborhood yesterday And the ole major-leaguer had to quit 'cause he said he threw his arm away And the kids all hid behind the hedge and laughed at him but wouldn't let it show Because they love him so He's the 1432 Franklin Pike Circle Hero
He's the 1432 Franklin Pike Circle Hero 'n' you can see him ev'ry weekend with a car full of kids and snow cones An', ya know, people 'cross town don't know his name But on Franklin Pike Circle he's king 1432 Franklin Pike Circle Hero
Well, he won a little pony at the Hill High auction just the other day And he di'n't mean to do it and he wanted to give the pony away a-When they called out his name he tried not to claim it But the kids started cryin' 'cause they'd already named it And who's up ev'ry Saturday morning? Saddling his new toy? You guessed it The 1432 Franklin Pike Circle Cowboy
He's the 1432 Franklin Pike Circle Hero 'n' you can see him ev'ry weekend with a car full of kids and snow cones Durin' Christmas took the kids down to see the floats When he wanted t'stay home and watch the Baltimore Colts 1432 Franklin Pike Circle Hero
Well the ten-thirty news usually finds our hero is a sleepy head And Peter's out somewhere wreckin' the car And the rest 'the kids have gone to bed So she takes his hand, they climb the stairs and he falls asleep And she bends over him so tenderly to kiss his cheek 'cause she loves him so, and she's lucky, you know? To be married to the 1432 1432 Franklin Pike Circle Hero
He's the 1432 Franklin Pike Circle Hero 'n' you can see him ev'ry weekend with a car full of kids and snow cones
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Christmas time he took 'em down to see the floats When he wanted t'stay home and watch the Baltimore Colts 1432 Franklin Pike Circle Hero
15 Minutes Of Fame Composer(s): Randy Bachman Performer(s): Randy Bachman
They all go to London Just to play the game They try to be different Cuz they just can't be the same They change their hair their sex Their makeup and their name They give the people what they want So no one is to blame
(chorus) They just want 15 minutes 15 minutes of fame
Can't play much music But they make a lotta noise They hang in the right places Trying to be one of the boys Spend all their money on their habits and their toys Creative spending of record advances That's how they get their joys
(chorus) (chorus)
If you go to London You're sure to see the sight A half a million people Trying to make it overnight They want their 15 minutes They want their 15 minutes And they'll get their 15 minutes 15 minutes of fame
Just being outrageous seems to be teir game Make headlines in the music press again and again London is the launching pad for their name And pretty soon they're number one in the U S of A
They got their 15 minutes They got their 15 minutes They got their 15 minutes of fame
Managua, Nicaragua Composer(s): Albert Gamse; Irving Fields Performer(s): Guy Lombardo and various other artists
Managua, Nicaragua is a beautiful town You buy a hacienda for a few pesos down You give it to the lady you are tryin' to win But her papa doesn't let you come in
Managua, Nicaragua is a heavenly place You ask a señorita for a 'leetle' embrace She answers you, "Caramba! scram-ba bambarito" In Managua, Nicaragua, that's "No"
I have been to many tropic ports I might include even Brooklyn If you're ever feelin' out of sorts I'd like to recommend a look in...
Managua, Nicaragua, what a wonderful spot There's coffee and bananas and a temperature hot So take a trip and on a ship go sailing away Across the agua to Managua, Nicaragua, olé Olé, olé Across the agua to Managua, Nicaragua, olé
Managua, Nicaragua is a beautiful town You buy a hosienda for a few pesos down You give it to the lady you are tryin' to win But her papa doesn't let you come in
Managua, Nicaragua is a heavenly place You ask a señorita for a 'leetle' embrace She answers you, "Caramba! scram-ba bambarito" In Managua, Nicaragua, that's "No"
Every day is made for play and fun 'Cause every day is fiesta And they work from twelve o'clock to one Minus an hour for siesta
Managua, Nicaragua, what a wonderful spot There's coffee and bananas and a temperature hot So take a trip and on a ship go sailing away Across the agua to Managua, Nicaragua, olé Olé, olé Across the agua to Managua, Nicaragua, olé
Move along, move along, move along Said the man with the uniform on Get away, get away, get away Said the goldfish to the whale Oh what have I done now And the goldfish replied you fool You're too big for me And I'm too yellow for you
Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up Said the greyhound to her pup What a life, what a life, what a life Said the husband to his wife Oh Where did we go wrong And the husband to put it crude Said you're no fun anymore And I'm fed up with
You and me and baby makes 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 8, 9, 10 and 11 12, 13, 14, 15 times 44 is 660!
And again, and again, and again Said the masochist to his friend What a cheek, what a cheek, what a cheek Said the hen to the Portuguese Oh what have we done wrong And the hen replied you fools You're too many for me And I'm too chicken for
You and me and baby makes 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 8, 9, 10 and 11 12, 13, 14, 15 times 44 is 660!
Man With Money Composer(s): Don Everly; Phil Everly Originally performed by: The Everly Brothers Covered by various other artists
She wants a man with lots of money, and I'm a poor boy He buys her things, she calls him honey, she calls me poor boy What good does it do to give her love good and true? When any fool would understand She thinks money makes a man
She wants a man with lots of money, and I'm a poor boy She wants the things you buy with money and not a poor boy
Man with money Man with money Man with money
Just down the street, I know a place When they're asleep, I'll cover my face I'll break the lock, open the door I'll slip inside, I'll rob the store
Then I'll be a man with lots of money and not a poor boy I'll buy her things, she'll call me honey and not a poor boy
Man with money Man with money Man with money Man with money Man with money
We flew into town on Sunday had to find a place by Monday Tried Bridgeport and Westport 'til we found a place that we thought would do 157 Riverside Avenue
Saugatuck river's flowin', mother nature's colors were showin' So cold, so rainy, we couldn't help feelin' blue Not enough time, too many things to do
We met a young girl on Main Street, wanted to just pass her by She was homely, so lonely, she said, "can I make love to you" We shouted 157 Riverside Avenue
It's over, miss Lena, we're leaving Such a pleasant stay, I must say So nice, so easy, we hate to say goodbye to you At 157 Riverside Avenue
Män Utan Kvinnor Composer(s): Ulf Lundell Performer(s): Ulf Lundell
Vi är män utan kvinnor Vi är på drift i världen Vi är allas och ingens vän och vi dricker ibland och vi längtar efter nånting att dö för Vi längtar efter godsen Vi längtar efter familjerna Vi längtar efter mening här i världen
Vi är män utan kvinnor Vi sa ett sista ord och vi ljuger ibland men vi håller vad vi lovar Vi är riddare i en värld av väderkvarnar Vi skall aldrig mer gå ner oss Var och en av oss är hövding nu Om en av oss faller tar en annan hans plats
Och stolta skall vi stiga fram som örnar och som kungar Och vi skyller inte från oss lika lite som vi ber om ursäkt
Vi är män utan kvinnor Vi vill riva Maya-slöjan Vi vill se bakom viljan Vi hör bergen till och stigarna och havet Vi ska finna vad vi söker ibland kvinnor utan män Vi kan aldrig nå varann men vi är invigda i samma hemlighet Män utan kvinnor
15e Round Composer(s): Bernard Lavilliers Performer(s): Bernard Lavilliers
Faut pas jouer les loubards Pas casser les portes Pas rêver qu'un blouson noir Décupler les forces Si j'pouvais m'arrêter là Passer mes gants et mes bras Autour de son cou fragile Et rêver que c'est facile Et rêver que c'est facile
Frappe du gauche! frappe des mains Avance toujours! avance! Fais gaffe au contre! serre bien les poings! Avance toujours! avance! Rentre le tête! ton crochet droit! Avance toujours! avance! T'es un ringard! t'as pas de souffle! Avance toujours! avance! T'es pas mobile! et t'es trop lourd! Avance toujours! avance! Les coups sonnent! on aime ça! Avance toujours! avance! T'es trop vieux et c'est la dernière fois Qu't'avances toujours! qu't'avances!
J'aimerais revoir ma mère, v'là mon grand qui rentre Tout petit en plein hiver au chaud dans son ventre Un petit jardin discret des soucis et des pensées Tout un monde simplifié et des yeux pour vérifier Tout un monde simplifié et des yeux pour vérifier
C'est souvent dur à porter toute la violence Tu peux pas te raconter faire des confidences Une fois qu'il est sectionné le cordon vital Tu comprends qu'il faut miser sur tes initiales Tu comprends qu'il faut miser sur tes initiales
J'ai mal aux mains, j'ai mal aux os J'avance toujours! j'avance! J'relève mes poings, j'fais le gros dos J'avance toujours! j'avance! Je touche trente sacs pour ce boulot J'avance toujours! j'avance! Si j'dormais plus, j'aurais l'tempo J'avance toujours! j'avance! Je l'ai touché! ça coule à flot! J'avance toujours! j'avance! Il y a du sang plein les carreaux J'avance toujours! j'avance! Je vais l'finir! j'aurai sa peau! J'avance toujours! j'avance! Crochet au foie! j'suis dans l'sirop!
Je suis un fou, un paumé, j'ai les mains qui tremblent Je veux bien t'imaginer, une vie ensemble Je vais rentrer à l'hôtel dans la jungle des poubelles En passant près du métro j'appellerai son numéro En passant près du métro j'appellerai son numéro
Mon poids mort sur son divan j'ai le corps qui vibre Une marée en dedans qui perd l'équilibre J'ai envie de faire l'amour lentement et en plein jour Dans une chambre chauffée, habitée, ensoleillé! Dans une chambre chauffée, habitée, ensoleillé!
Faut pas jouer les loubards Pas casser les portes Pas rêver qu'un blouson noir Décupler les forces Si j'pouvais m'arrêter là Passer les gants et mes bras Autour de son cou fragile Et rêver que c'est facile Et rêver que c'est facile
Man Smart (Woman Smarter) Composer(s): Norman Span Performer(s): Harry Belafonte and various other artists
I say let us put man and a woman together To find out which one is smarter Some say man but I say no The woman got the man de day should know
And not me but the people they say That de man are leading de women astray But I say, that the women of today Smarter than the man in every way Thats right de woman is uh smarter Thats right de woman is uh smarter Thats right de woman is uh smarter, thats right, thats right
Ever since the world began Woman was always teaching man And I you listen to my bid attentively I goin tell you how she smarter than me
Samson was the strongest man long ago No one could a beat him, as we all know Until he clash with Deliah on top of the bed She told them all the strength was in the hair of his head
You meet a girl at a pretty dance Thinking that you would stand a chance Take her home, thinking shes alone Open de door you find her husband home
I was treating a girl independently She was making baby for me When de baby born and I went to see Eyes was blue it was not by me
Garden of Eden was very nice Adam never work in Paradise Eve meet snake, Paradise gone She make Adam work from that day on
Methusaleh spent all his life in tears Lived without a woman for 900 years One day he decided to have some fun The poor man never lived to see 900 and one
16th Avenue Composer(s): Tom Schuyler Performer(s): Janie Fricke & Lacy J. Dalton
From the corners of the country From the cities and the farms With years and years of livin' Tucked up underneath their arms They walked away from everything Just to see a dream come true So, God bless the boys who make the noise On 16th Avenue
With a million dollar spirit And an old flat-top guitar They drive to town with all they own In a hundred dollar car `Cause one time someone told them About a friend of a friend they knew Who owns, you know, a studio On 16th Avenue
Now some are born to money They've never had to say "Survive" And others swing a nine-pound hammer Just to stay alive There's cowboys, drunks and Christians Mostly white and black and blue They've all dialed the phone collect to home From 16th Avenue
Ah, but then one night in some empty room Where no curtains ever hung Like a miracle some golden words Roll off of someone's tongue And after years of being nothin' They're all looking right at you And for a while they'll go in style On 16th Avenue
Hey, it looks so uneventful So quiet and discreet But a lot of lives where changed Down on that little one-way street `Cause they walked away from everything Just to see a dream come true So, God bless the boys who make the noise On 16th Avenue
From the corners of the country From the cities and the farms With years and years of livin' Tucked up underneath their arms They walked away from everything Just to sing for me and you.........Fade
