Tack För En Underbar, Vanlig Dag (aka Aftonbön I Bästa Tv-Fotöljen)
Composer(s): Agnetha Fältskog - Bosse Carlgren
Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog; Drifters



Gode Gud, vad är klockan?
Över två, jag har somnat från TV:n igen
Men tack för filmen, den var bra
Tack ska Du ha, Herre, Jarl Kulle beundrar jag
Tack för idag, tack för en underbar, vanlig dag

Tusen tack för att lunchkön var så kort idag
För då hann jag springa
Och köpa skorna som jag ville ha
Tack ska Du ha, Herre, dom passar mej riktigt bra
Tack för idag, tack för en underbar vanlig dag

Jag blev också glad för lappen från vår nya närbutik
Där Du gav mej tips om extrapris på kaffe

Varje dag sker små under
Men så lätt det är att ta dom för givna
Så lätt att sitta nöjd och bara ta
Tack ska Du ha, Herre, för allt jag har fått idag
Tack för idag, tack för en underbar vanlig dag

Gode Gud, det är sent nu!
Snart halv tre, men hurra!
Det är lördag imorrn och jag kan sova hela dan
Tack ska Du ha, Herre, nu släcker vi, Du och jag
Tack för idag, tack för en underbar vanlig dag

De Morgen
Composer(s): Boudewijn de Groot - Lennaert H. Nijgh
Performer(s): Boudewijn de Groot



De dag komt, liefste, de dag 
De zon door de gordijnen, dromen die verdwijnen 
Ik weet dat je niet blijven mag 

Word wakker, liefste, 't is licht 
Je haren op het kussen, je mond en daartussen 
De schaduwen op je gezicht 

Tot morgen, liefste, misschien 
Nu zachtjes naar beneden, niet kraken met de treden 
Mijn hospes mag jou niet zien 

Want hij en alle and'ren, liefste, proberen telkens weer 
Om ons te veranderen in een dame en een heer 
Die altijd netjes blijven, liefste, en nooit gevaarlijk doen 
Zich nooit door hartstocht laten drijven, liefste, behalve soms een zoen 

Toch gaan we, liefste, onze gang 
Als ik kon dan trouw ik met je, want dat wou ik 
Dat weet je toch, al sinds zo lang 

Ook zonder dat, liefste, ook dan 
Kan ik van je houden, zonder je te trouwen 
Ben jij mijn vrouw en ik je man 

De liefde, liefste, is sterk 
Sterker dan de mensen die alles netjes wensen 
Met door de week de zaak en zondags kerk 

Ik doe de ramen open, liefste, de straat is leeg en stil 
Ik zie je buiten lopen, liefste, ons bed is leeg en kil 
Nu je weg bent zal ik dromen, liefste, van wat ik moest en zou 
Tot je terug zal komen, liefste, droom ik alleen van jou

Gimme Some Truth
Composer(s): John Lennon
Performer(s): John Lennon;
and various other artists



I'm sick and tired of hearing things
From uptight, short-sighted, narrow-minded hypocritics
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth

I've had enough of reading things
By neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politicians
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth

No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of tricky dicky
Is gonna mother hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocketful of hope
Money for dope
Money for rope

No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of tricky dicky
Is gonna mother hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocketful of soap
Money for dope
Money for rope

I'm sick to death of seeing things
From tight-lipped, condescending, mama's little chauvinists
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth now

I've had enough of watching scenes
Of schizophrenic, ego-centric, paranoiac, prima-donnas
All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth

No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of tricky dicky
Is gonna mother hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocketful of soap
It's money for dope
Money for rope

Ah, I'm sick and tired of hearing things
From uptight, short-sighted, narrow-minded hypocrites
All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth now

I've had enough of reading things
By neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politicians
All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth now

All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth now
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth

Tache D'huile
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell



Six heures du matin
J'ouvre la station service
Et là, j'vois passer au loin
L'car de police
Une fille dans une caisse
J'veux pas d'chèque
J'prends qu'les espèces
Un sourire pour le service

Tache d'huile dans un plein d'essence
Voilà à quoi ma vie r'ssemble
Rock'n roll syndrome des villes
Si t'étais pas là, j'serais qu'une tache d'huile

Tache d'huile dans un plein d'essence
Mazout en réminiscence
Rock'n roll fantôme des villes
Si t'étais pas la, j'serais qu'une tache d'huilé

Ouh! V'la un loubard
Doit être nouveau dans le métier
Une recette ça se braque le soir
Faudra repasser
La fille dans la caisse
L'attend, j'la vois qui balise
Ils ont loupé leur western
Hors-la-loi hors service

Morena Mía
Composer(s): Miguel Bosé; Massimo Grilli; Lanfranco Sorrario
Performer(s): Miguel Bosé



Morena mía
Voy a contarte hasta diez
Uno es el sol que te alumbra
Dos tus piernas que mandan
Somos tres en tu cama, tres
Morena mía
El cuarto viene después
Cinco tus continentes
Seis mis medias farreas de mis medios calientes
Sigo contando ahorita
Bien, bien, bien, bien
Morena mía
Siete son los pecados cometidos
Suman ocho conmigo
Nueve los que te cobro
Mas de diez es sentido

Y por mi parte sobra darte lo que me das
Dámelo bien
Un poco aquí, un poco a quién
Cuando tu boca me toca
Me pone y me provoca
Me muerde y me destroza
Toda siempre es poca
Y muévete bien, que nadie como tu sabe hacer café
Morena agarra, ay me mata
Me mata y me remata
Y vamos al infierno
Porque no sea eterno, suavemente
Que nadie como tu me sabe hacer café
Pero cuando tu boca, me toca
Me pone y me provoca
Me muerde y me destroza toda siempre es poca
Y muévete bien, bien, bien
Que nadie como tu me sabe hacer, uh, café
Bien, bien, bien, bien
Bien, bien, bien, bien

Morena mía
Si esto no es felicidad
Que baje dios y lo vea
Y aunque no se lo crea
Esto es gloria

Y por mi parte pongo el arte
lo que me das
damelo
cuidalo bien
un poco asi, un poco a quien

(Estribillo)

Gimme Some Time
Composer(s): Natalie Cole
Performer(s): Natalie Cole; Peabo Bryson



Gimme some time, baby
I know you’re thinkin’ that I’m playin’
But I’m sayin’
That I wouldn’t hurt you for the world, oh, no

I’m not so blind, baby
I need your love and, and you know it
‘Cause I show it (Yes, I do, well)
I don’t wanna be hurt, girl

If you want me to, I’ll keep it a secret
But please let me get through your door
‘Cause I guarantee that once we get started
You’ll soon be beggin’ for more

We’ll want the whole world to know
That we are one

So why don’t you gimme some time, baby
Let’s take advantage, not for granted
Of the good things (We’ve got such a good thing)
I don’t wanna be hurt, girl

You’re just a kind, baby
We’ve got a good thing and I know it
Let’s not blow it [Ooh, ooh, oh], ho
‘Cause I wouldn’t hurt you for the world, I’m serious

I believe you think that I haven’t noticed
The look in your eyes when you smile
And my senses tell me there’s something missin’
So please let me stay for awhile

I want the whole world to know
That we are one (We got it together), baby, one

So why don’t you gimme some time, baby
I know you’re thinkin’ that I’m playin’
But all I’m sayin’
Is I wouldn’t hurt you for the world, I’m serious

Gimme some time, baby
Gimme some time, baby

(Oh, I know that you)
Gimme some time, baby
(That I know that you love me)
Gimme some time, baby
(And I think that you think)
Gimme some time, baby
(That we should be together)

(So why don’t you give me some of your time)
Gimme some time, baby
(Hey, gimme some time, baby)
Gimme some time, baby
(That’s all I need, that’s all I want)

Gimme some time, baby
Gimme some time, baby
Gimme some time, baby (Why don’t you give me some time)
Gimme some time, baby

Gimme some time, baby
Gimme some time, baby
Gimme some time, baby

Tabou
Composer(s): Françoise Hardy - Michel Fugain
Performer(s): Françoise Hardy



Tabou
faut rien dire du tout
de nos p'tits secrets
qui devront rester jusqu'au bout
tabou
tous nos rendez-vous
dans des lieux cachés
classés X, indécents comme tout
sans goût
tabou
tous nos petits jeux
où les gens ne voient rien que du feu
jeux à dormir debout
à rendre fou
je me l'avoue
pas vous?
où
voulez-vous
que l'on fasse encore joujou
à se mettre sens dessus dessous
quel prétexte
allons-nous laisser en plan
bureau et appartement?
je cherche
soufflez-moi
des mensonges et des silences
sans la moindre transparence
tabou
faut rien dire du tout
rentrer bien à l'heure
se plaindre un peu, juste au cas où
tabou
tirer les verrous
faire comme d'habitude
et fuir toutes les interviews
casse-cou
surtout
trouver des idées
pour que nos jeux puissent progresser
jeux à dormir debout
à rendre fou
je me l'avoue
pas vous
où
pas trop tard
et avec quels accessoires
dans quel bouge, dans quel bar
nous voir
sous quel nom
et dans quelle situation
inventer d'autres façons?
je cherche
soufflez-moi
d'inavouables recettes
à nous faire perdre la tête
tabou
faut rien dire du tout

Morena Dos Olhos D'água
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
Originally performed by: Chico Buarque
Covered by various other artists



Morena dos olhos d'água
Tira os seus olhos do mar
Vem ver que a vida ainda vale
O sorriso que eu tenho 
Pra lhe dar

Descansa um meu pobre peito
Que jamais enfrenta o mar
Mas que tem abraço estreito, morena
Com jeito de lhe agradar
Vem ouvir lindas histórias
Que por seu amor sonhei
Vem saber quantas vitórias, morena
Por mares que só eu sei

O seu homem foi-se embora
Prometendo voltar já
Mas as ondas não tem hora, morena
De partir ou de voltar
Passa a vela e vai-se embora
Passa o tempo e vai também
Mas meu canto ainda lhe implora, morena
Agora, morena, vem

Gimme Some Lovin'
Composer(s): Spencer Davis; Steve Winwood; Muff Winwood
Performer(s): The Spencer Davis Group



Well, my temp'rature's risin' and my feet on the floor 
Twenty people knockin' 
'cause they're wanting some more
Let me in, baby, I don't know what you've got
But you'd better take it easy, this place is hot

So glad we made it, so glad we made it 
You gotta gimme some lovin', gimme some lovin' 
Gimme some lovin' every day

Well, I feel so good, ev'rything is sounding hot
Better take it easy, 'cause the place is on fire 
Been a hard day and I don't know what to do
Wait a minute, baby, it could happen to you

So glad we made it, so glad we made it 
You gotta gimme some lovin', gimme some lovin' 
Gimme some lovin' every day

Well, I feel so good, ev'rybody's gettin' high
Better take it easy, 'cause the place is on fire 
Been a hard day, nothin' went too good, 
Now I'm gonna relax, honey, ev'rybody should

So glad we made it, so glad we made it 
You gotta gimme some lovin', gimme some lovin' 
Gimme some lovin' every day

Tables Séparées
Composer(s): Alice Dona - Pascal Sevran - Claude Carmone
Performer(s): Dalida



La porte s'ouvre tout à coup
Et ma mémoire en prend un coup
C'est toi qui entre
Dans ce restaurant familier
Où nous avons souvent caché nos dîners tendres
je n'écoute plus mes amis j'allume comme un alibi
Ma cigarette
Je sais très bien que tu m'as vu
Et maintenant je n'ose plus
Tourner la tête

La fille qui est à ton bras
A bien quinze ans de moins que toi
Ça te rassure
Je me souviens que tu riais
Quand je disais que les regrets
Ont la peau dure
Un peu gêné tu me salues et tu demandes le menu
D'une voix basse
Nous qui avons tous partagé
Nous voilà tables séparées
Chacun sa place

je t'observe à la dérobée
Tu n'as pas tellement changé
Avec les femmes
Tu ne fais pas dans le détail
Quand tu sorts de ton éventail
Le coup du charme
Et je me croyais immunisé
Je l'avais même imaginé ce face à face

Mes amis chantent et font les fous
Comment leur dire que je m'en fous
Que je suis lasse
Quand l'amour s'écrit au passé
Il ne reste à débarrasser
Rien que deux tables séparées

Morena De Angola
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Chico Buarque; Clara Nunes; 
Elba Ramalho; Luciana Rodrigues



Morena de Angola que leva o chocalho amarrado na canela
Será que ela mexe o chocalho ou o chocalho é que mexe com ela
Morena de Angola que leva o chocalho amarrrado na canela
Será que ela mexe o chocalho ou o chocalho é que mexe com ela

Será que a morena cochila escutandoo cochicho do chocalho
Será que desperta gingando e já sai chocalhando pro trabalho

Morena de Angola que leva o chocalho amarrado na canela
Será que ela mexe o chocalho ou o chocalho é que mexe com ela
Será que ela tá na cozinha guisando a galinha à cabidela
Será que esqueceu da galinha e ficou batucando na panela

Será que no meio da mata, na moita, a morena inda chocalha
Será que ela não fica afoita pra dançar na chama da batalha

Morena de Angola que leva o chocalho amarrado na canela
Passando pelo regimento ela faz requebrar o sentinela

Morena de Angola que leva o chocalho amarrado na canela
Será que ela mexe o chocalho ou o chocalho é que mexe com ela
Morena de Angola que leva o chocalho amarrado na canela
Será que ela mexe o chocalho ou o chocalho é que mexe com ela

Será que quando ela vai pra cama a morena se esquece dos chocalhos
Será que namora fazendo bochincho com seus penduricalhos

Morena de Angola que leva o chocalho amarrado na canela
Será que ela mexe o chocalho ou o chocalho é que mexe com ela
Será que ela tá caprichando no peixe que eu trouxe de Benguela
Será que tá no remelexo e abandonou meu peixe na tigela

Será quando fica choca põe de quarentena o seu chocalho
Será que depois ela bota a canela no nicho do pirralho

Morena de Angola que leva o chocalho amarrado na canela
Eu acho que deixei um caho do meu coração na Catumbela

Morena de Angola que leva o chocalho amarrado na canela
Morena, bichinha danada, minha camarada do MPLA

Gimme Little Sign
Composer(s): Joseph Hooven; Alfred Smith; Jerry Winn
Performer(s): Brenton Wood;
and various other artists



If you do want me, gimme little sugar
If you don't want me, don't lead me on girl
But if you need me, show me that you love me
And when I'm feeling blue and I want you
There's just one thing that you should do
Just gimme some kind of sign girl 
Oh my baby 
To show that you're mine girl Oh yeah
Just gimme some kind of sign girl 
Oh my baby 
To show that you're mine girl 
All right
If you do want me, gimme little sweet talk
If you don't want me, don't lead me on girl
But if you need me, show me that you love me
And when I'm feeling down, wearing a frown
You be there when I look around 
(repeat chorus)

(They Long To Be) Close To You
Composer(s): Burt Bacharach - Hal David
First performance/First release by: Richard Chamberlain - 1963/Dionne Warwick - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
2002 - Stretto A Te (Ornella Vanoni)
2009 - Bij Je Zijn (Simone Kleinsma)



Why do birds suddenly appear every time you are near
Just like me, they long to be 
Close to you
Why do stars start fall down from the sky  every time you walk by? 
Just like me, they long to be 
Close to you

On the day that you were born the angels got together
And decided to create a dream come true 
So they sprinkled moon dust in your hair of gold and starlight in 
your eyes of blue

That is why all the boys in town 
Follow you all around
Just like me, they long to be 
Close to you

More, More, More
Composer(s): Greg Diamond
Originally performed by: Andrea True
Covered by various other artists



Oooh, how do you like your love
Oooh, how do you like your love
But if you want to know
How I really feel
Get the cameras rollin'
Get the action goin'
Baby you know
My love for you is real
So take me where you want to
Me and my heart you steal
(More more more) how do you like it, how do you like it
(More more more) how do you like it, how do you like it
(More more more) how do you like it, how do you like it

Oooh, how do you like your love
Oooh, how do you like your love
But if you want to know
How I really feel
Just get the cameras rollin'
Get the action goin'
Baby you know
My love for you is real
So take me where you want to
Me and my heart you steal
(More more more) how do you like it, how do you like it
(More more more) how do you like it, how do you like it
(More more more) how do you like it, how do you like your love

Gimme Shelter
Composer(s): Mick Jagger; Keith Richards
Performer(s): The Rolling Stones - 1969;
and various other artists



Oh, a storm is threatening 
My very life today 
If I don't get some shelter 
Oh yeah, I'm gonna fade away 

War, children, it's just a shot away 
It's just a shot away 
War, children, it's just a shot away 
It's just a shot away 

Ooh, see the fire is sweeping 
Our very street today 
Burns like a red coal carpet 
Mad bull lost its way 

War, children, it's just a shot away 
It's just a shot away 
War, children, it's just a shot away 
It's just a shot away 

Rape, murder! 
It's just a shot away (2x)

Rape, murder! 
It's just a shot away (2x)

Rape, murder! 
It's just a shot away (2x)

The floods is threatening 
My very life today 
Give, give shelter 
Or I'm gonna fade away 

War, children, it's just a shot away 
It's just a shot away (4x)
I tell you love, sister, it's just a kiss away 
It's just a kiss away (4x)
Kiss away, kiss away

Stretto A Te
((Adapted from: (They Long To Be) Close To You (Richard Chamberlain) - 1963))
((Dutch Version: Bij Je Zijn (Simone Kleinsma) - 2009))
Composer(s): Burt Bacharach - Hal David - Sergio Bardotti
Performer(s): Ornella Vanoni - 2002



Che cos'é
Stasera il mio gattino
Ti si struscia sul cuscinho
Come me
Gli piace stare stretto a te

E perché
Questa bianca luna
Acompagnha la tua mano
Su di me le piace stare
Stretta a te

Il giorno che sei nato
Tutti gli angeli han giurato
Che l'immagine dell'anima eri tu
Con uno spruzzo d'oro nei capelli
E un pó di cielo nel tuoi occhi blú

E perché tanta gente intorno
Cerca a te notte e giorno
Come me le piace stare
Stretta a te

Il giorno che sei nato
Tutti gli angeli han giurato
Che l'immagine dell'anima eri tu
Con uno spruzzo d'oro nei capelli
E un pó di cielo nel tuoi occhi blú

E perché tanta gente intorno
Cerca a te notte e giorno
Come me le vá di stare
Stretta a te

Le va' di stare
Stretta a te ...

More Today Than Yesterday
Composer(s): Pat Upton
Originally performed by: Spiral Starecase
Covered by various other artists



I don't remember what day it was
I didn't notice what time it was
All I know is that I fell in love with you
And if all my dreams come true
I'll be spending time with you

Every day's a new day in love with you
With each day comes a new way of loving you
Every time I kiss your lips my mind starts to wander
And if all my dreams come true
I'll be spending time with you

Oh, I love you more today than yesterday
But not as much as tomorrow
I love you more today than yesterday
But, darling, not as much as tomorrow

Tomorrow's date means springtime's just a day away
Cupid, we don't need ya now, be on your way
I thank the lord for love like ours that grows ever stronger
And I always will be true
I know you feel the same way too

Oh, I love you more today than yesterday
But not as much as tomorrow
I love you more today than yesterday
But only half as much as tomorrow

Gimme Dat Ding
Composer(s): Albert Hammond; Mike Hazelwood
Performer(s): The Pipkins;
and various other artists



That's right, that's right
I'm sad and blue
'Cause I can't do the Boogaloo
I'm lost, I'm lost
Can't do my thing
That's why I sing
Gimme, Gimme Dat Ding ah..

Gimme Dat, Gimme Dat
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme Dat 
Gimme Dat Ding, Gimme Dat 
Gimme, Gimme Dat, Gimme Dat Ding
Gimme Dat, Gimme, Gimme Dat
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, Dat Ding 
(Oh Sing it one more time Momma)

Oh, Gimme Dat, Gimme Dat 
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme Dat 
Gimme Dat Ding, Gimme Dat 
Gimme, Gimme Dat, Gimme Dat Ding 
Gimme Dat, Gimme, Gimme Dat
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, Dat Ding 
(Ah, you ain't doin' that late at night)

Ah, what good's a metronome 
Without a [boatbell] ringing? 
How fast can anybody ever tell he swings? 
How can you tell the rhythm written on a bar? 
How can you ever hope to know just where you are?
Gimme Dat, (Gimme Dat) Ah Gimme Dat (Gimme Dat)
Ah Gimme Dat, (Gimme Dat) Gimme Dat 
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, Gimme
(Ah Gotcha!) 

Gimme Dat, Gimme Dat 
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme Dat 
Gimme Dat Ding, Gimme Dat 
Gimme, Gimme Dat, Gimme Dat Ding 
Gimme Dat, Gimme, Gimme Dat
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, Dat Ding

Honky Tonk Piano Interlude

Oh, Gimme Dat, Gimme Dat 
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme Dat 
Gimme Dat Ding, Gimme Dat 
Gimme, Gimme Dat, Gimme Dat Ding 
Gimme Dat, Gimme, Gimme Dat
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, Dat Ding

Ah, what good's a metronome
Without a (boatbell) ringing?
How fast can anybody ever tell he swings?
How can you tell the rhythm written on the bar?
How can you ever hope to know just where you are?
Gimme Dat, Ah Gimme Dat 
Ah Gimme Dat, Gimme Dat 
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, Gimme

Gimme Dat, Gimme Dat 
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme Dat 
Gimme Dat Ding, Gimme Dat 
Gimme, Gimme Dat, Gimme Dat Ding
Gimme Dat, Gimme, Gimme Dat
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, Dat Ding

(There's) Always Something There to Remind Me 
Composer(s): Burt Bacharach - Hal David
First release by: Lou Johnson - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1964 - Toujours Un Coin Qui Me Rappelle (Eddy Mitchell)
1966 - Il Mondo Nei Tuoi Occhi (Gianni Morandi)
2007 - Altijd Iets (Amaryllis Temmerman)



I walk along the city streets
you used to walk with me
and every step I take recalls
how much in love, we used to be 

Oh, how can I forget you 
when there is always something there to remind me 
always something there to remind me 

I was born to love you, 
and I will never be free 
you'll always be a part of me 

When shadows fall, I pass a small cafe 
where we would dance at night 
and I can't help recalling 
how it felt to kiss and hold you tight 

Oh, how can I forget you 
when there is always something there to remind me 
always something there to remind me 

I was born to love you, and I will never be free 
you'll always be a part of me 

If you should find you miss the sweet 
and tender love we used to share 
just go back to the places 
where we used to go and I'll be there 

Oh, how can I forget you 
when there is always something there to remind me 
always something there to remind me 

I was born to love you, and I will never be free 
when there is, when there is 
when there is always something there to remind me ...

More Than You Know
Composer(s): Vincent Youmans; Billy Rose; Edward Eliscu
Originally performed by: Mayo Methot
Covered by various other artists



Whether you are here or yonder
Whether you are false or true
Whether you remain or wander
I'm growing fonder of you

Even though your friends forsake you
Even though you don't succeed
Wouldn't I be glad to take you
And give you the break you need

More than you know, more than you know
Girl of my heart I love you so
Lately I find you're on my mind
More than you know

Whether you're right, whether you're wrong
Girl of my heart, I'll string along
I need you so
More than you'll ever know

Loving you the way that I do
There's nothing I can do about it
Loving may be all you can give
But, honey, I can't live without it

Oh, how I'd cry, oh how I'd cry
If you got tired and said Goodbye
More than I'd show
More than you'll ever know

More than you'll ever know