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  • 24-04-1972
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    T'as Perdu Ton Temps
    Performer(s): Aïda Aznavour



    T'as perdu ton temps
    Follement, bêtement
    À chercher le grand amour
    T'en as fait ton deuil
    Où sont tes vingt ans
    Tes printemps triomphants
    Ils sont enfuis pour toujours
    Près de ton orgueil
    Les hommes à tes pieds
    Venaient jeter
    Leur coeur et leur fortune
    Mais tu restais glacée
    Pauvre insensée
    Il te fallait la lune
    T'as perdu ton temps
    Et pourtant conviens-en
    Tu as eu plus d'occasions
    Que n'importe qui
    À tous tes galants
    Espérant coeur battant
    Si tu n'as jamais dit non
    Tu n'as pas dit oui
    Et le temps a passé
    Ils se sont tous lassés
    En amour c'est donnant donnant
    T'as perdu ton temps

    T'as perdu ton temps
    En rêvant d'un romain
    Qui n'a jamais existé
    Qu'on fond de tes nuits
    Et seule à présent
    Tu vis en regrettant
    L'ambition démesurée
    Qui ruina ta vie
    Mais pour connaître un jour
    Ce grand amour
    Qui fut ton problème
    Il te fallait livrer
    Abandonner
    Le meilleur de toi même
    T'as perdu ton temps
    C'est navrant mais pourtant
    Tu ne peux en vérité
    Que t'en prendre à toi
    Égoïstement
    Calmement, froidement
    Tu as cru tout diriger
    À présent tu vois
    Les années t'ont roulée
    T'ont privée de passé
    Et toi irrémédiablement
    T'as perdu ton temps

    T'as perdu ton temps
    À chercher le grand amour
    Où sont tes vingt ans?
    Ils sont enfuis pour toujours
    T'as perdu ton temps
    À chercher le grand amour



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    Music Time
    Composer(s): Dennis DeYoung
    Performer(s): Styx



    I like music
    The rhythm really gets to me
    I can't control it
    My feet move automatically
    And I like hot licks
    The kind I wish that I could play
    And when I hear them
    I crank the volume all the way

    Turn it on
    Turn it up
    Turn it loud
    All the way

    I like strangers
    Their kindness means a lot to me
    They don't ask questions
    Don't care about my history
    And I like fast girls
    I don't know what's come over me
    They make me do things
    I would not ordinarily

    Turn it on
    Turn it up
    Turn it loud
    All the way

    Hear it, feel it, like it
    Do it, do it, do it to me
    Want it, need it, love it
    Can't get enough of it
    Try it do it
    Go ahead and go for it
    All the way

    And I like daydreams
    I've had enough reality
    My job is boring
    I'm overworked and underpaid
    I like TV
    It stirs up all my fantasies
    Girls in tight jeans
    Acting so outrageously

    Turn it on
    Turn it up
    Turn it loud
    All the way

    Hear it, feel it, like it
    Do it, do it, do it to me
    Want it, need it, love it
    Can't get enough of it
    Try it do it
    Go ahead and go for it
    All the way

    Turn it loose, loose
    I like big things
    The size of them impresses me
    Just give me plenty
    Forget about the quality
    And I like fast food
    The burgers always taste the same
    The snotty waiters
    Ask highball or boubiley



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    Going To The River
    Composer(s): Antoine "Fats" Domino; Dave Bartholomew
    Performer(s): Fats Domino;
    and various other artists



    I'm going to the river
    Gonna go overboard and drown
    I'm going to the river
    Gonna jump overboard and drown
    Because the gal I love
    She just has left this town

    When she left me
    I bowed my head and cried
    When she left me
    I bowed my head and cried
    I never thought
    I would be
    I would be the one to cry

    Wah wah wah wah, wah wah wah
    Wah wah wah wah, wah wah wah

    Well, if you see my mama tell her
    Goodbye for me
    If you see my mama tell her
    Goodbye for me
    I'm tired of living
    Living in misery




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    23-04-1972
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    Tarzan Boy
    Composer(s): Maurizio Bassi - Naimy Hackett
    First release by: Baltimora - 1984



    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

    Jungle life
    I'm far away from nowhere
    On my own like Tarzan Boy

    Hide and seek
    I play along while rushing cross the forest
    Monkey business on a sunny afternoon

    Jungle life
    I'm living in the open
    Native beat that carries on

    Burning bright
    A fire the blows teh signal to the sky
    I sit and wonder does the message get to you

    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

    Night to night
    Gimme the other, gimme the other chance tonight
    Gimme the other, gimme the other
    Night to night
    Gimme the other, gimme the other world

    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

    Jungle life
    You're far away from nothing
    It's all right
    You won't miss home

    Take a chance
    Leave everything behind you
    Come and join me
    Won't be sorry
    It's easy to survive

    Jungle life
    We're living in the open
    All alone like Tarzan Boy

    Hide and seek
    We play along while rushing cross the forest
    Monkey business on a sunny afternoon

    Night to night
    Gimme the other, gimme the other
    Chance tonight
    Oh Yeah
    Night to night
    Gimme the other, gimme the other
    Night to night
    You won't play
    Night to night
    Gimme the other, gimme the other
    Chance tonight
    Oh Yeah
    Night to night
    Night to night
    Gimme the other, gimme the other

    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
    (Repeat)



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    Music Must Change
    Composer(s): Pete Townshend
    Performer(s): The Who



    Deep in the back of my mind is an unrealized sound
    Every feeling I get from the street says it soon could be found
    When I hear the cold lies of the pusher, I know it exists
    It's confirmed in the eyes of the kids, emphasized with their fists

    But the high has to rise from the low
    Like volcanoes explode through the snow
    The mosquito's sting brings a dream
    But the poisons derange

    The music must change
    For we're chewing a bone
    We soared like the sparrow hawk flied
    Then we dropped like a stone
    Like the tide and the waves
    Growing slowly in range
    Crushing mountains as old as the Earth
    So the music must change

    Sometimes at night, I wake up and my body's like ice
    The sound of the running wild stallion, the noise of the mice
    And I wondered if then I could hear into all of your dreams
    I realize now it was really the sound of your screams

    But death always leads into life
    But the street fighter swallows the knife
    Am I so crazy to feel that it's here prearranged?

    The music must change
    It's gets higher and higher
    Smouldering like leaves in the sun
    Then it bursts into fire
    Its rhythm grows strong
    It's so new and so strange
    Like bells in the clouds, then again
    The music must change

    But is this song so different?
    Am I doing it all again?
    It may have been done before
    But then music's an open door

    Deep in the back of my is an unrealized sound
    Every feeling I get from the street says it soon could be found
    When I hear the cold lies of the pusher, I know it exists
    It's confirmed in the eyes of the kids, emphasized with their fists

    But the high has to rise from the low
    Like volcanoes explode through the snow
    The mosquito's sting brings a dream
    But the poison's derange

    The music must change
    For we're chewing a bone
    We soared like the sparrow hawk flied
    Then we dropped like a stone
    Like the tide and the waves
    Growing slowly in range
    Crushing mountains as old as the Earth
    So the music must change



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Going To A Go-Go
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    Going To A Go-Go
    Composer(s): Warren "Pete" Moore;
    Smokey Robinson; Bobby Rogers; Marvin Tarplin
    Performer(s): Smokey Robinson & The Miracles;
    and various other artists



    (Goin' to a go-go, goin' to a go-go)
    Na na na na yeah heh
    Well there's a brand new place I found
    Where people go from miles around
    They come from everywhere
    and if you drop in there
    You might see everyone in town
    (Goin' to a go-go) everybody's
    (Goin' to a go-go) come on now
    (Don't you wanna go)
    Yeah, one more time, yeah

    (Goin' to a go-go) oo oo ee ee
    (Goin' to a go-go) baby come on now
    It doesn't matter where you are
    A go-go can be found
    You'll see the people from your block
    and don't be shocked
    If you see your favorite star, now
    (Goin' to a go-go) everybody's
    (Goin' to a go-go) oh come on now
    (Don't you wanna go)
    Yeah people, come on now

    Na na na na yeah heh
    Tell me (don't you wanna go)
    Yeah, well it's all right

    (Goin' to a go-go) yes I am
    (Goin' to a go-go) oh come on now

    It doesn't matter if you don't stag
    It doesn't matter if you don't drag
    You're sure to have some fun
    From meetin' everyone
    Most every taxi that you flag is
    (Goin' to a go-go) oh come on baby
    (Goin' to a go-go) baby come on now
    (Don't you wanna go)
    Yeah, one more time, yeah

    (Goin' to a go-go) oo oo ee ee
    (Goin' to a go-go) baby come on now
    (Goin' to a go-go) come on baby
    (Goin' to a go-go) come on now




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    22-04-1972
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    Tara Talara Tala
    Performer(s): Dean Martin



    Oh, daddy made up this lullaby
    Just to sing it to you
    Soon as you learn this lullaby
    You can sing it to your dolly, too

    Tara Talara Tala
    Play peek-a-boo with a star
    Hushabye baby
    When shadows creep
    Dreamland is not very far

    Tara Talara Tala
    Just like the angel you are
    Rockabye baby now you're asleep
    Tara Talara Tala
    Tara Talara Tala

    Vieni sul mar'
    Vieni a vogar'
    Sentir'i le braccia
    Del tu' marinar'!

    Tara Talara Tala
    Just like the angel you are
    Rockabye baby now you're asleep
    Tara Talara Tala
    Tara Talara Tala
    Mmm, mmm, mmm
    Go to sleep



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    Music Makin' Mama From Memphis
    Composer(s): Hank Snow
    Performer(s): Hank Snow;
    R.D. Henden; Charlie Waller



    Listen to a story about a gal I know
    She's my music makin' mama, I'm her hillbilly beau
    She's sweeter than the music when she tickles the strings
    Sweeter than the flowers down in New Orleans
    She's my music makin' mama from Memphis, Tennessee

    She'll play a little rhythm, do the boogie up right
    A Tennessee polka, maybe blues in the night
    Ever'body travels from near and far
    To hear her when she picks it on that old guitar
    My music makin' mama from Memphis, Tennessee

    You can hear her in the ev'nin', when the sun sinks low
    A-singin' and a-pickin on that old banjo
    You wanta jive when the words roll out of her mouth
    Ever'body's callin' her the Queen of the South
    She's my fiddle playin' mama from Memphis, Tennessee

    You gotta start dancin' when she gets in the groove
    Picks a big bass fiddle or yodels the blues
    Plays a downbeat, offbeat, any old beat
    A breakdown, a hoedown and does it up neat
    She's my bass pickin' baby from Memphis, Tennessee

    You'll know when my baby is a-comin' to town
    All the jive-jumpin' jitterbugs, they gather around
    They keep a-yellin' to my queenie, now, honey, let's go
    My baby starts pickin' and a pickin' down low
    My music makin' mama from Memphis, Tennessee

    She'll play a little rhythm, do the boogie up right
    A Tennessee polka, maybe blues in the night
    Ever'body travels from near and far
    To hear her when she picks it on that old guitar
    My music makin' mama from Memphis, Tennessee



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Going To A Disco
    Composer(s): Lynsey De Paul; Mike Moran
    Performer(s): Martyn Ford



    Going to a disco
    Going to a discotheque
    If you wanna know where we're going
    We're going to a discotheque

    Yeah (yeah), we'll really show 'em
    We gonna dance till our feet get sore
    Yeah (yeah), we're really going

    We're go go....

    Going to a disco
    Going to a discotheque
    If you wanna know where we're going
    We're going to a discotheque

    Yeah (yeah), we'll really show 'em
    We gonna dance till we hit the floor
    Yeah (yeah), we're really going

    We're go go....

    Going to a disco
    Going to a disco

    Wooooh

    Yeah (yeah), we'll really show 'em
    We gonna show what are feet are for
    Yeah (yeah), we're really going

    We're go go....

    Going to a disco
    Going to a discotheque
    If you wanna know where we're going
    We're going to a discotheque

    We're go go....

    Going to a disco
    Going to a discotheque

    Going to a disco
    Going to a discotheque

    Going to a disco
    Going to a discotheque

    Going to a disco
    Going to a discotheque

    Going to a disco
    Going to a discotheque




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    21-04-1972
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    Tarotplane
    Composer(s): Don Van Vliet
    Performer(s): Captain Beefheart & the Magic Band



    Baby person told a Dixie Sue
    Listen to me baby
    I`m gonna tell it to you
    Gonna need somebody on your bond
    You gonna need some bodies on your bond
    Just you bear this in mind
    True friends is hard to find
    You gonna need some bodies on your bond

    Gonna need somebody on your bond
    You gonna need some bodies on your bond
    Just you bear this in mind
    True friends is hard to find
    You gonna need some bodies on your bond
    I say bear this in mind
    I say bear this in mind
    Just you bear this in mind
    True friends is hard to find
    You gonna need some bodies on your bond

    Ya done put mice in the radiator
    Razors in the clay
    Well, they keeps us working all night
    Don`t give us no pay
    Don`t give us no pay

    Automatic Sam told Everready Betty told Prestone Milly
    With the long...
    Automatic Sam told Everready Betty told Prestone Milly
    With the long black wavy mane
    With the long black...
    With the long black wavy mane

    Little girl, Little girl
    Gonna take you for a ride in my Tarotplane
    I wanta take you for a ride in my Tarotplane
    For a fly, for a fly
    Baby person told a Dixie Sue
    Oh, listen to me baby
    I`m gonna tell it to you
    You ain`t too old
    Oh, you ain`t too old
    Just what you been heard - just what you been told
    You gonna need somebody on your bond
    You gonna need some bodies on your bond
    Just you bear this in mind
    True friends is hard to find
    You gonna need some bodies on your bond

    Baby person told a Dixie Sue
    Listen to me baby
    Mice in the razors, clay in the heaters
    Mice in the razors, clay in the heaters

    You gonna need somebody on your bond
    You gonna need some bodies on your bond
    Just you bear this in mind
    True friends is hard to find
    You gonna need some bodies on your bond

    Automatic Sam told Everready Betty told Prestone Milly
    With the long black wavey mane
    Oh listen little girl don`t you understand?
    Oh, you ain`t too old
    No you ain`t too old
    Well you ain`t too lold
    As long as you can boogie you ain`t too old
    Little girl, little girl
    Little girl, little girl
    Gonna take you for a ride in my Tarotplane
    Gonna take you for a ride in my Tarotplane
    You goin` flyin`
    You goin` flyin`

    Come on little girl
    Gonna take you for a ride in my Tarotplane
    Come on little girl
    Gonna take you for a ride in my Tarotplane
    Come on little girl
    Gonna take you for a ride in my Tarotplane
    In my Tarotplane
    In my Tarotplane

    In my Tarotplane
    In my Tarotplane
    In my Tarotplane

    You gonna need somebody on your bond
    You gonna need some bodies on your bond
    Just you bear this in mind
    True friends is hard to find
    You gonna need some bodies on your bond



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    Music Makes Me
    Composer(s): Gus Kahn; Edward Eliscu; Vincent Youmans
    Performer(s): Fred Astaire
    and various other artists



    In me you see a sinner
    And dancing is my crime
    It seems a sin I've gotta give in
    To syncopated time

    It makes me lose my dignity
    It makes me lose my poise
    And some folks call it music
    But my folks call it noise

    I like music, old or new
    But music makes me do the things I never should do
    I like music, sweet or blue
    But music makes me do the things I never should do

    My self control was something to brag about
    Now it's a gag about town
    The things I do are never forgiven
    For just when I'm livin' 'em down
    I hear music, then I'm through
    For music makes me do the things I never should do

    I like music old or new
    But music makes me.........
    I like music sweet or blue
    But music makes me.........

    My self control was something
    But now it's a gag about town
    The things I do are never forgiven
    But just when I'm livin' 'em down
    I hear music then I'm through
    For music makes me do the things I never should do



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    Going My Way
    Composer(s): Jimmy Van Heusen; Johnny Burke
    Performer(s): Bing Crosby;
    and various other artists



    Good morning friend it's certainly a pleasant time to walk
    So fresh and green and clear and bright
    I'm looking for some company, thought maybe we could talk
    Do you go left or right?

    This road leads to Rainbowville
    Going my way?
    Up ahead is Bluebird Hill
    Going my way?

    Just pack a basket full of wishes
    And off you start with Sunday morning in your heart
    `Round the bend you'll see a sign
    "Dreamer's Highway"

    Happiness is down the line
    Going my way?
    The smiles you'll gather will look well on you
    Oh, I hope you're going my way too

    This road leads to Rainbowville
    Going my way?
    Up ahead is Bluebird Hill
    Going my way?

    Just pack a basket full of wishes
    And off you start with Sunday morning in your heart
    `Round the bend you'll see a sign
    "Dreamer's Highway"

    Happiness is down the line
    Going my way?
    The smiles you'll gather will look well on you
    Oh, I hope you're going my way too




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    20-04-1972
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    Tarentelle
    Composer(s): Yves Duteil
    Performer(s): Yves Duteil



    Vous avez appris la danse, danse
    Vous avez appris les pas
    Redonnez-moi la cadence, dence
    Et venez danser avec moi
    Ne me laissez pas la danse, danse
    Pas la danser comme ça
    Venez m'apprendre la danse, danse
    Et la danser avec moi

    Vous savez la tarentelle, telle
    Qu'on la dansait autrefois
    Moi je vous montrerai celle, celle
    Que, demain, l'on dansera
    Si vous donnez la cadence, dence
    Moi je vous donne le "la"
    Je vous l'apprendrai là dans ce, dans ce
    Dans ce joli petit bois

    Et si vous aimez ma danse, danse
    Et si vous aimez mon pas
    On pourra danser, je pense, pense
    Aussi longtemps qu'on voudra
    Mais ne me laissez pas là dans ce, dans ce
    Pas là dans cet état-là
    Ne pensez-vous qu'à la danse, danse
    Dans ce joli petit bois?

    Quand le feuillage est si dense, dense
    Quand le soleil est si bas
    Que voulez-vous que l'on danse, danse
    Dans les jolis petits bois?
    Quand votre robe s'élance, lance
    Moi j'ai le cœur en éclats
    Si vous perdez la cadence, dence
    Serrez-vous bien dans mes bras

    Et s'il arrive que même, même
    Tout doucement, dans le bois
    J'aille vous dire je t'aime, t'aime
    Et si le bonheur était là
    Pour nous donner la cadence, dence
    Pour nous donner le "la"
    Et pour que tout recommence, mence
    À tout petits tout petits pas?

    Vous avez appris la danse, danse
    Vous avez appris les pas
    Pour qu'on vous aime et je pense, pense
    Que je vous aime déjà
    C'est là que finit la danse, danse
    Là dans l'ombre des bois
    Mais notre amour qui commence, mence
    Jamais ne s'arrêtera

    C'est là que finit la danse, danse
    Là dans l'ombre des bois
    Mais notre amour qui commence, immense
    Jamais ne s'arrêtera



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Music Is Lethal
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    Music Is Lethal
    Composer(s): Lucio Battisti; David Bowie
    Performer(s): Mick Ronson; Andi Sexgang



    My friend myself
    Boredoms hero
    Prince of the alleys
    Stumble falling to a winsome table in search of wine

    Mulatto hookers
    Cocaine bookers
    Troubled husbands
    Stolen freedoms, that only evening unfolds to shine

    Through the twisting inn of screaming pleasure
    Two wet lips of infant leisure smiled
    Could I grasp at the stars?
    As they play your night blue hair

    Sable eyes
    Ebony thighs
    She shines forever
    Dancer be, dancing free
    She shines for me

    So a masked man should mourn
    The passing of night time
    The long metal dirge
    We were prisoners no more
    Of the near fallen angels
    She will shine on for me

    Let the panting begin
    Though the music is lethal
    Let the night take me in
    You know the daybreak shall win
    She will shine on forever
    He will shine on for me

    While jeering waiters grope at your shoulders
    I drink your kisses
    Exquisite room, my charming tomb
    I see the man

    With marble hands
    Your smooth pimp, piranha
    Cradles my swimming head
    Cracks his glass, into my face, I'm thrown away

    And then I'm tossed a' bleeding out on the street
    And ask me, John do I have to drag you away?
    And I curse where I lay
    Have made me bow with thanks some day

    Ten thousand engines skid unwielding
    Puncture my skin
    Bait and taunt
    For me to run, back to my rooms

    Though the bad taste of sleep
    Clutching my pillow
    In anger I weep
    She will cry on my chest
    She will shine on forever
    She will shine on for me

    Let the tempting begin
    Though the music is lethal
    Let the night take me in
    Though the daybreak shall win
    She will shine on forever
    She will shine on for me

    Ahhh, yeah
    Oh, ohhhhh



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Going Mobile
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    Going Mobile
    Composer(s): Pete Townshend
    Performer(s): The Who;
    Peter Mossman; Pete Townshend



    I'm goin' home
    And when I wanna go home
    I'm goin' mobile
    Well, I'm gonna find a home
    And we'll see how it feels
    Goin' mobile
    Keep me movin'

    I can pull up by the curb
    I can make it on the road
    Goin' mobile
    I can stop in any street
    And talk with people that we meet
    Goin' mobile
    Keep me movin'

    Out in the woods
    Or in the city
    It's all the same to me
    When I'm drivin' free, the world's my home
    When I'm mobile

    Hee, hoo!
    beep beep!

    Play the tape machine
    Make the toast and tea
    When I'm mobile
    Well I can lay in bed
    With only highway ahead
    When I'm mobile
    Keep me movin'

    Keep me movin'
    Over 50
    Keep me groovin'
    Just a hippie gypsy

    Come on move now
    Movin'
    Keep me movin', yeah

    Keep me movin', groovin', groovin', yeah
    Movin', Yeah
    Mobile, mobile, mobile, mobile, ...

    I don't care about pollution
    I'm an air-conditioned gypsy
    That's my solution
    Watch the police and the tax man miss me
    I'm mobile
    Oooooh, yeah, hee!

    Mobile, mobile, mobile yeah




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    19-04-1972
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    Yesterday Dreams
    ((French Version: C'est Pas Facile (Johnny Hallyday) - 1981))
    Composer(s): Brian Cadd
    First release by: Brian Cadd - 1978



    Lonely summer needing rain, standing quietly going insane
    Said, "I love you", you never heard a word
    Memories that still cause pain, I lost the feeling I can't explain
    Still I need you, don't that seem absurd?
    Shattered dreams in my heart, always gonna tear us apart
    Making it so hard to start all over again

    Yesterday dreams, Yesterday dreams
    Here they are coming again, Yeah

    Fading pictures in my mind, another place, another time
    It's the same old song, just another melody
    Don't ask me 'cause I don't want to say
    He's the reason that keeps me away
    I won't go through it again, but you don't even see what I mean
    Shattered dreams in my heart, always gonna tear us apart
    Making it so hard to start all over again

    Yesterday dreams, Yesterday dreams
    Here they are coming again

    I don't want to lie awake with you at night and wonder why
    Looking at your hurting eyes and asking me if it's all a lie
    Perfect pattern of part-time love
    Always aware we're gonna make it above
    What I lost before taking us both nowhere

    What you're askin' I can't give, pick up the pieces that'll let you live
    And don't ever look back 'cause I won't even be there
    Shattered dreams in my heart, always gonna tear us apart
    Making it so hard to start all over again

    Yesterday dreams, Yesterday dreams, here they are coming again
    Yesterday dreams, Yesterday dreams, here they are coming again
    Yesterday dreams, Yesterday dreams, here they are coming again



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Music (John Miles)
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    Music
    Composer(s): John Miles
    Performer(s): John Miles



    Music was my first love
    And it'll be my last
    Music of the future
    And music of the past
    To live without my music
    Would be impossible to do
    In this world of troubles
    my music pulls me through

    Music was my first love
    And it'll be my last
    Music of the future
    And music of the past
    And music of the past
    And music of the past

    Music was my first love
    And it'll be my last
    Music of the future
    And music of the past
    To live without my music
    Would be impossible to do
    'cause in this world of troubles
    my music pulls me through



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Going In With My Eyes Open
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    Going In With My Eyes Open
    Composer(s): Tony Macaulay
    Performer(s): David Soul



    You smiled that misty way and something in me said
    Remember the last time
    Don't fall in love

    I walked so blindly in
    I fell and hurt my head
    Oh I can't forget it
    And I won't regret it
    I couldn't even stop it if I tried

    Only this time I'm going in with my eyes open
    I won't make the same mistakes again
    This time I'll see the signs and no hearts broken
    Won't be so blind and lose my way

    It'd be so nice to love
    Don't let it end the same
    If you get uneasy just let me know
    Don't lie or call me by somebody else's name
    Oh I couldn't take it
    I know it would break it
    And I wanna give you
    Everything I am

    Only this time I'm going in with my eyes open
    I won't make the same mistakes again
    This time I'll see the signs and no hearts broken
    Won't be so blind and lose my way

    This time I'm going in with my eyes open
    I won't make the same mistakes again
    This time I'll see the signs and no hearts broken
    Won't be so blind and lose my way




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    18-04-1972
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    Tarde, Muy Tarde
    Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
    Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute



    Tarde, muy tarde
    me preguntas si te miento
    cuando sé que sabes bien
    que ni yo mismo lo sé
    Tarde, muy tarde
    no me digas que aún es tiempo
    algo más que nuestra piel
    ha empezado a envejecer
    Te amé tanto
    que me da vergüenza
    recordarlo...
    déjalo estar
    deja que es tarde
    Tarde, muy tarde
    sólo nos guía el cansancio
    y ese miedo de perder
    lo que ha sido y ya no es
    Tarde, muy tarde
    tarde para remediarlo
    ese tren ya se nos fue
    nunca volverá otra vez
    Te amé tanto...
    que me da vergüenza
    recordarlo...
    déjalo estar
    deja que es tarde
    Tarde, tan tarde



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Music (Carole King)
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    Music
    Composer(s): Carole King
    Performer(s): Carole King



    Music is playing inside my head
    Over and over and over again
    My friend, there's no end to the music...
    Ah, summer is over
    But the music keeps playing
    And won't let the cold get me down
    Pictures are forming inside my brain
    Soon with the colors they'll rain together and grow
    Then don't you know, don't you know there'll be music...
    Ah, it's not always easy
    But the music keeps playing
    And won't let the world get me down



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