Tap Turns On The Water 
Composer(s): J. Cameron - Alexis Korner
Performer(s): CCS



Peak through the bathroom door
Did you ever - did you ever
See a sister in the raw?
Did you ever - did you ever
Swear you could booze all night?
Did you ever - did you ever
Sweatin' hard and you turn in white?
Did you ever - did you ever
They're wrong so you're cutting out
Did you ever - did you ever
Back to the window and they were gone out
Yes you did - you only did

Tap turns on the water, see the waters flow
Eight corn makes a forest, watch the forest grow
Everything's behind you, everything's become
Come and ride a river, come and find the sun

Now's the time to get up and do it
Don't blame it to the right
When there's so much to be done
Now's the time to forget that you flew it
Left time to do it right
'Cause the jubelee has come

Tap turns on the water, see the waters flow
Eight corn makes a forest, watch the forest grow
Tap turns on the water, see the waters flow
Eight corn makes a forest, watch the forest grow

Tap turns on the water, see the waters flow
Eight corn makes a forest, watch the forest grow
Tap turns on the water, see the waters flow
Eight corn makes a forest, watch the forest grow...

Muñeca
Composer(s): Miguel Gallardo; K.C. Porter; M. Spiro
Performer(s): Miguel Gallardo



Eras la luz de mis ojos, mi muñeca de cristal
eras, mujer, como una flor, que no se deja cortar
Y ahora que vuelvo a encontrarte, tu mirada se endureció
y aquella piel que tanto amé, la droga te la quemó
Vives deprisa, muñeca, y así te vas a matar
eras la Reina de mi amor, y ahora, ¡qué pena me das!
Fuíste mi sueño imposible, lo que nunca logré tocar
y en cambio hoy, el cuerpo aquél, lo vendes para “volar”
Vives deprisa, muñeca, y así te vas a matar
eras la Reina de mi amor, y ahora, ¡qué pena me das!
Hubiera dado hasta mi vida ayer
por ser tu sombra o tu perro fiel
te quise amar, pero ya ves
la droga es tu “gran amor”
Vives deprisa, muñeca, y así te vas a matar
eras la Reina de mi amor, y ahora, ¡qué pena me das!

Goin' To The Bank
Composer(s): Franne Golde; Andy Goldmark; Dennis Lambert
Performer(s): The Commodores



She knows I want her
she knows I need her

she knows she got my love
But I'm apprehensive
she's so expensive
girl

just can't get enough
I'm the one who does 9 to 5
hustlin' for my bread

While she's decidin' what dress to buy

layin' around in my bed

Goin' to the bank
she got me goin' to the bank
She keeps me runnin' to the bank
she got me
got me

Drives my Mercedes
lunch with the ladies

she loves the finer things
What have I created

now I'm afraid to see what tomorrow brings
She don't know what it does to me trying to keep her in line

If love is iust a big charge account

why'd it have to be mine?

Goin' to the bank
she got me goin' to the bank
She keeps me runnin' to the bank
she got me
got me

Hello! - Oh hi
can I help you today? 
Yeah
I'd like to make another withdrawal
Again? - Yeah
again
Well
as you know
by now there is a substantial penalty for early withdrawal

She knows I love her
knows how I need her

she knows I really care
I can't afford her

I should've taught her I ain't no billionaire
Gotta get her to understand soon the will be dry

If she don't love the simple things
maybe I'm the wrong guy

Goin' to the bank
she got me goin' to the bank
She keeps me runnin' to the bank
she got me
got me

She thinks she saves me money buyin' everything on sale
But she believes in quantity
now I'm afraid to open my mail
Goin' to the bank
she got me goin' to the bank

Now the girl's gotta look good for me

but this is going too far
'Cause she won't feel so beautiful when they repossess my car
Goin' to the b-a-n-k
she got me goin' to the bank

Goin' to the bank
she got me goin' to the bank
She keeps me runnin' to the bank
she got me
got me.
Goin' to the b-a-n-k
B-a-n-k
B-a-n-k
B-a-n-k

Tanto Mar
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Chico Buarque; Maria Bethânia; Maria De Medeiros



Sei que estás em festa, pá
Fico contente
E enquanto estou ausente
Guarda um cravo pra mim

Eu queria estar na festa, pá
Com a tua gente
E colher pessoalmente
Uma flor do teu jardim

Sei que há léguas a nos separar
Tanto mar, tanto mar
Sei também que é preciso, pá
Navegar, navegar

Lá faz primavera, pá
Cá estou doente
Manda urgentemente
Algum cheirinho de alecrim

Mummy's Boy
Composer(s): Mark Bedford
Performer(s): Madness



(Oy!) in the pub, about seven thirty
Mother makes sure that his face ain't dirty
Him and mother go everywhere
Holds her hand without a care

Lived with mother for fourty years
The neighbourhood said that he must be queer
Normal folk a-just don't like that
Glad he can't hear behind his back

When mother dies, he will have a cry
'cos he'll be on his own
He's frightened stiff, would he come to this?
Will he lose her to the heavenly home?

In the pub, about seven thirty
Mother makes sure that his face ain't dirty
Him and mother go everywhere
Holds her hand without a care

Lived with mother for fourty years
The neighbourhood said that he must be queer
Normal folk a-just don't like that
Glad he can't hear behind his back

When mother dies, he'll have a cry
'cos he'll be on his own
He's frightened stiff, would he come to this?
Will he lose her to the heavenly home?

Once went out with a London girl
Dirty weekend in a hotel
Broke it off when she got shirty
She was twelve and he was thirty

Right after that he was bedsore
He wouldn't go out with girls no more
From that day since, he never has
He wants to do a-something dirty

Goin' Steady
Composer(s): Faron Young
Performer(s): Faron Young;
and various other artists



Well, me and my baby are goin' steady
We ain't married but we're gettin' ready
To tie the knot and I'm gonna make her my own
Now that I've found her I'm gonna keep her
Finders keepers, losers weepers
She's my baby she's goin' steady with me

Well, I've been honky tonkin' round nearly all my life
But now I got a steady babe and I'm gonna make her my wife
All you rovin' ramblers can leave her alone
Don't even try to date her on the phone
'Cause she's my baby, she's goin' steady with me

Well, now sweet baby that we're goin' steady
I'll pull up and ask your daddy
What he thinks if you and I are wed
'Cause I love you and you love me
We're both as happy as can be
And I hope your daddy will let you go steady with me

Well, we'll get the rings and be on our way
To see the preacher man
And when you say I do sweetheart
I'll slip the ring on your loving hand
Everything's gonna turn out fine
I'll be yours and you'll be mine
'Cause you're my baby, you're goin' steady with me...

Tanto Daño
Composer(s): Vicente Garrido
Performer(s): Javier Solís 
and multiple other artists



Me haces daño fingiendo un cariño que nunca sentiste
me haces daño negando a mi vida tu sinceridad
Tus caricias me ofenden pues siempre te fui indiferente
tus halagos me insultan pues nunca dijiste verdad

Tanto daño me causa pensar que no puedes quererme
y que inútil ha sido el afán de mi eterna ansiedad
que me odio yo mismo por haber fracasado
y por ser tan pequeño mi amor para darte la felicidad

Tanto daño me causa pensar que no puedes quererme
y que inútil ha sido el afán de mi eterna ansiedad
que me odio yo mismo por haber fracasado
y por ser tan pequeño mi amor para darte la felicidad

Multiplication
Composer(s): Bobby Darin
Originally performed by: Bobby Darin
Covered by various other artists



When you see a gentleman bee
Round a lady bee buzzin'
Just count to ten then count again
There's sure to be an even dozen

Multiplication
That's the name of the game
And each generation
They play the same

Now, there was two butterflies castin' their eyes
Both in the same direction
You'd never guess that one little yes
Could start a butterfly collection

Multiplication
That's the name of the game
And each generation
They play the same

Let me tell ya now …

I say one and one is five
You can call me a silly goat
But, ya take two minks add two winks
Ahhh … ya got one mink coat

When a girl gets coy in front of a boy
After three or four dances
Ah … you can just bet she'll play hard to get
To multiply her chances

Multiplication
That's the name of the game
And each generation
You know they play the same

Hear me talkin' to ya …

Mother Nature's a clever girl
She relies on habit
Ya take two hares with no cares
Pretty soon you got a room full of rabbits

Parakeets in-between tweets
Sometimes get too quiet
Uh-oh … but, have no fear 'cause soon you'll hear
A parakeet's riot just try it

Multiplication
That's the name of the game
And every generation
You know they play the same

Yes ... it's multiplication
That's the name of the game
And each generation
They play the same

Goin' Out Of My Head
Spanish Title: Me Gusta Pensar En Ti
Composer(s): Teddy Randazzo; Bob Weinstein
Performer(s): Little Anthony & The Imperials



Well, I think I'm goin' out of my head
Yes, I think I'm goin' out of my head
Over you, Over you
I want you to want me, I need you so badly
I can't think of anything but you

And I think I'm goin' out of my head
Yes, I think I'm goin' out of my head
Over you, Over you

I see you each morning
But you just walk past me 
You don't even know that I exist

Goin' out of my head over you
Out of my head over you 
Out of my head day and night
Night and day and night
Wrong or right 

I must think of a way 
Into your heart
There's no reason why 
My being shy Should keep us apart
And I think I'm goin' out of my head
Yes, I think I'm goin' out of my head

Goin' out of my head over you
Out of my head over you 
Out of my head day and night
Night and day and night
Wrong or right 
Night and day and night
Wrong or right, day or night
everyday, every, every day

Tanto Cara
Composer(s): Alberto Mancinotti - Giorgio Zinzi - Piero Mirigliano
First release by: Guido Renzi - 1971



Cara
Ringrazio il cielo che mi ha datto te
Questa mia vita, ora è vita sai
Cercavo il sole, ora è qui con me
E nei tui occhi...

Grazie
Grazie di tutto quello che mi dai
La comprenzione il bene che mi vuoi
La tenerezza che io trovo in te
Mi fa fritare al mondo che sei 
Cara...
Tanto cara è la mia bambina
Cerco...
Con un'altra mai la cambieri i
Ora...
Ora che non ti ero nulla
Solo...
Prego il Dio tenerti accanto me
Accanto me, accanto me, accanto me

Cara
Grazie di tutto quelo che mi dai
La comprenzione il bene che mi vuoi
La tenerezza che io trovo in te
Mi fa gritare al mondo che sei
Cara...
Tanto cara è la mia bambina
Cerco...

Multi-Colored Lady
Composer(s): Gregg Allman
Performer(s): Gregg Allman; Erik Viel



Got on a bus to Memphiiiss
Destination Rome...
Georgia aaaiin't no Paradiiisse, no place I could call hooooommmeee
I sat next to a broken hearted briiiiddeee
She was cryyyinn' tryyyyyin' so hard to hide
Her selfish sorrooooowwwww...

Multicolored Ladaaaaayyyy
You ain't like no rainbow I've ever seen...

Multicolored Laddaaayyy
Angry Red, Passion Blue, but mostlayyy

Shades of graaaayyyyyy

I tried to get her talkin'
She didn't have much to saaaaaayyyyyy
Asked me for a ticket to deeeaaatthhh rooowwww
And I didn't know the waaaaayyyyyyy

She had lost a million in the game
She wouldn't look out my window
At the pine trees
And the rain

It wasn't her gaaammmee

Multicolored Laaddaaayyy
You ain't like no rainbow
I've ever known

Multicolored Laaadddaaayyy
Angry Red, Passion Bluuuee, but mosttllaayyy

Shades of Graaaaayyyyyy

Evening came
And brought more rain...
Nothing seemed to ease heeeerrrrr paaaaiiinnn
All the minutttess seeemmed like hourrssss

Allll in vaaaaaaaiiinnnn

I watched as her teaaarrsss keep runnin' wiiiilllddd

And after awhile, long while, after, way on past

She start smiiiilliiinnn'

Multicolored Laaddaaayyyy
You ain't like no rainbow

I've ever known...

Multicolored Laddaaaaayyy

Please come with mmeeeee, I'll take yooouuuu

To my hooohoooohoooooooommmmmmmmmeeee

Oh, by the waaayy
I'm bound for Rome...

Goin' Nowhere Tonight
Composer(s): David Smalley; Eric Carmen
Performer(s): The Raspberries; Bill Lloyd



Goin' nowhere tonight, mama
I'm gonna be stayin' home
You walked out a week ago, and
I'm here sitting by my telephone
Hoping you might change your mind
Feeling sorry I was so unkind

Goin' nowhere tonight, mama
Can't take it no more
I called your number and your daddy said
You'd just gone out the door

How could you throw it all away?
I never thought I'd see the day
That I'd be...

Goin' nowhere tonight, mama
I'm gonna be stayin' home
You walked out a week ago, and
I'm here sitting by my telephone
Hoping you might change your mind
Feeling sorry I was so unkind

Goin' nowhere tonight, mama
Goin' nowhere tonight, mama
Goin' nowhere tonight, mama

Tanto Amar
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Chico Buarque; Ney Matogrosso



Amo tanto e de tanto amar
Acho que ela é bonita
Tem um olho sempre a boiar
E outro que agita

Tem um olho que não está
Meus olhares evita
E outro olho a me arregalar
Sua pepita

A metade do seu olhar
Está chamando pra luta, aflita
E metade quer madrugar
Na bodeguita

Se seus olhos eu for cantar
Um seu olho me atura
E outro olho vai desmanchar
Toda a pintura

Ela pode rodopiar
E mudar de figura
A paloma do seu mirar
Virar miúra

É na soma do seu olhar
Que eu vou me conhecer inteiro
Se nasci pra enfrentar o mar
Ou faroleiro

Amo tanto e de tanto amar
Acho que ela acredita
Tem um olha a pestanejar
E outro me fita

Suas pernas vão me enroscar
Num balé esquisito
Seus dois olhos vão se encontrar
No infinito

Amo tanto e de tanto amar
Em Manágua temos um chico
Já pensamos em nos casar
Em Porto Rico

Mull Of Kintyre
Composer(s): Paul McCartney
Originally performed by: Wings
Covered by various other artists



Mull of Kintyre, oh mist rolling in from the sea
My desire is always to be here
Oh Mull of Kintyre
Far have I travelled and much have I seen
Dark distant mountains with valleys of green
Past painted desert the sunset's on fire
As he carries me home to the Mull of Kintyre

Mull of Kintyre, oh mist rolling in from the sea
My desire is always to be here
Oh Mull of Kintyre

Sweep through the heather like deer in the glen
Carry me back to the days I knew then
Nights when we sang like a heavenly choir
Of the life and the times of the Mull of Kintyre

Mull of Kintyre, oh mist rolling in from the sea
My desire is always to be here
Oh Mull of Kintyre

Smiles in the sunshine and tears in the rain
Still take me back where my mem'ries remain
Flickering ambers grow higher and high'r
As they carry me back to the Mull of Kintyre

Mull of Kintyre, oh mist rolling in from the sea
My desire is always to be here
Oh Mull of Kintyre

Mull of Kintyre...

Goin' Home
Composer(s): Alan Osmond; Wayne Osmond; Merrill Osmond
Performer(s): The Osmonds



I'm a track star, gotta run far
And I'm ready to go
It's a long, long road
And I gotta make it on my own

Everybody's gainin' on me
Tryin' to slow me down, but if
I'm gonna make it
Gotta fight, fight, fight all day
And night--and day--all right

Goin' home, goin' home, goin' home
I gotta make it, gonna make it all right
Goin' home, goin' home, goin' home
If it takes me the rest of my life

I'm a space man, from a different world
I gotta get back home
I've been gone so long
That I'm feelin' like a useless man

Everybody's lookin' at me
Tryin' to help me down
I gotta fight, fight, fight, even though it takes
Another day, and night, and day, all right

Oh me, why, why
Is it either win or lose
Somehow, someday
I'll never ever have to go away

Goin' home, goin' home, goin' home
I gotta make it, gonna make it all right

Goin' home, goin' home, goin' home
I gotta make it, gonna make it all right

Goin' home, goin' home, goin' home
I gotta make it, gonna make it all right

Goin' home, goin' home, goin' home
If it takes the rest of my life

Tante Julia
Performer(s): Boudewijn de Groot



Ik was een kleine jongen, zondagochtend was een hel 
En dominees vertelden me, wat ik niet mocht en wat wel 
En God zag altijd alles, groot en streng als een agent 
Dus in het kerkezakje deed ik braaf mijn kleverige cent 
En zondag 's middags ging mijn moeder op visite 
Bij mijn tante en dan moest ik mee 
Ik kreeg koeken, natte zoenen en een kneepje in mijn wang 
En een kopje slappe thee 

Ja tante Julia ik lijk alweer veel ouder 
Ik speel piano als u wilt maar haal uw borsten van mijn schouder 

Ik was een kleine jongen 
Als ik jarig was dan mocht 
Ik de kaarsje uit gaan blazen 
Op de taart die moeder kocht 
En oma snikte even 
Ach alweer een jaar voorbij 
Maar niemand die ooit hoorde 
Wat ze zacht tegen me zei 
En plotseling stond tante op en klapte in haar handen 
En noemde me haar vent 
En ze zei je moet wat spelen voor je tante en de rest 
Omdat je jarig bent 

Ja tante Julia ik lijk alweer veel ouder 
Ik speel piano als u wilt maar haal uw borsten van mijn schouder 

En nu ben ik dan ouder 
en nu woon ik overal 
En 's morgens weet ik vaak niet 
waar ik 's avonds slapen zal 
Ik reis de hele wereld door 
het zonlicht achterna 
Ik heb iedereen verlaten 
behalve tante Julia 
Het is zondag er is toch niks te doen 
en ik heb zin om naar mijn tante toe te gaan 
Als ze mij een zoen wil geven moet ik bukken 
en zijzelf moet op haar tenen staan 

Ja tante Julia ik lijk alweer veel ouder 
Ik speel piano als u wilt maar haal uw borsten van mijn schouder 

Oh 
Ja tante Julia ik lijk alweer veel ouder 
Ik speel piano als u wilt maar haal uw borsten van mijn schouder 

Mulheres De Atenas
Composer(s): Augusto Boal; Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Chico Buarque;
Los Machucambos; Quarteto em Cy



Mirem-se no exemplo daquelas mulheres de Atenas
Vivem pros seu maridos, orgulho e raça de Atenas
Quando amadas, se perfumam
Se banham com leite, se arrumam
Suas melenas
Quando fustigadas não choram
Se ajoelham, pedem, imploram
Mais duras penas
Cadenas

Mirem-se no exemplo daquelas mulheres de Atenas
Sofrem pros seus maridos, poder e força de Atenas
Quando eles embarcam, soldados
Elas tecem longos bordados
Mil quarentenas
E quando eles voltam sedentos
Querem arrancar violentos
Carícias plenas
Obscenas

Mirem-se no exemplo daquelas mulheres de Atenas
Despem-se pros maridos, bravos guerreiros de Atenas
Quando eles se entopem de vinho
Costumam buscar o carinho
De outras falenas
Mas no fim da noite, aos pedaços
Quase sempre voltam pros braços
De suas pequenas
Helenas

Mirem-se no exemplo daquelas mulheres de Atenas
Geram pros seus maridos os novos filhos de Atenas
Elas não têm gosto ou vontade
Nem defeito nem qualidade
Têm medo apenas
Não têm sonhos, só têm presságios
O seu homem, mares, naufrágios
Lindas sirenas
Morenas

Mirem-se no exemplo daquelas mulheres de Atenas
Temem por seus maridos, heróis e amantes de Atenas
As jovens viúvas marcadas
E as gestantes abandonadas
Não fazem cenas
Vestem-se de negro, se encolhem
Se conformam e se recolhem
Às suas novenas
Serenas

Mirem-se no exemplo daquelas mulheres de Atenas
Secam por seus maridos, orgulho e raça de Atenas

Goin' Down To Texas
Composer(s): Shel Silverstein
Performer(s): Shel Silverstein



How did I hurt that woman?
She never done me wrong
I run away and left her for
A redhead Amazon
I got no brains, I got no sense
I never had no class
So I'm goin' down to Texas
And be one more horse's ass

Chorus:
I'm goin' down to Texas
And be one more horse's ass
I used to be a stallion
But that's all in the past
So can't they settle on my nose
And point me towards the grass...
'Cause I'm goin' down to Texas
And be one more horse's ass!

I can't run in the hot sun
I won't run in the mud
I'm over-aged for racin'
And I'm overweight for stud
But I can drink and I can fight
A soul of whiskey glass
I'm goin' down to Texas
And be one more horse's ass!

Chorus

Tantas Palavras
Composer(s): Chico Buarque - Dominguinhos
Performer(s): Chico Buarque; Jose Luiz Mazziotti



Tantas palavras
Que eu conhecia
Só por ouvir falar, falar
Tantas palavras
Que ela gostava
E repetia
Só por gostar

Não tinham tradução
Mas combinavam bem
Toda sessão ela virava uma atriz
``Give me a kiss, darling''
``Play it again''

Trcamos confissões, sons
No cinema, dublando as paixões
Movendo as bocas
Com palavras ocas
Ou fora de si
Minha boca
Sem que eu compreendesse
Falou c'est fini
C'est fini

Tantas palavras
Que eu conhecia
E já não falo mais, jamais
Quantas palavras
Que ela adorava
Saíram de cartaz

Nós aprendemos
Palavras duras
Como dizer perdi, perdi
Palavras tontas
Nossas palavras
Quem falou não está mais aqui

Mulher, Vou Dizer Quanto Eu Te Amo
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Zé Luiz Mazziotti



Mulher, vou dizer quanto eu te amo
Cantando a flor
Que nós plantamos
Que veio a tempo
Nesse tempo que carece
Dum carinho, duma prece
Dum sorriso, dum encanto

Mulher, imagina o nosso espanto
Ao ver a flor
Que cresceu tanto
Pois no silêncio mentiroso
Tão zeloso dos enganos
Há de ser pura
Como o grito mais profano
Como a graça do perdão
E que ela faça vir o dia
Dia a dia mais feliz
E seja da alegria
Sempre uma aprendiz
Eu te repito
Este meu canto de louvor
Ao fruto mais bendito
Desse nosso amor