Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Te Necesito Composer(s): Luis Demetrio Performer(s): Javier Solís
Te necesito como las rosas necesitan del rocío te necesito como la luna necesita de la noche te necesito como la noche necesita a las estrellas y ellas para ser más bellas necesitan de su cielo
Te necesito como las aves necesitan de su nido Te necesito como si fuera un huerfanito ya perdido Soy como un barco que en la espesura de la niebla no ve un faro y por eso es que te grito y te repito que yo a ti te necesito
Te necesito como las aves necesitan de su nido Te necesito como si fuera un huerfanito ya perdido Soy como un barco que en la espesura de la niebla no ve un faro y por eso es que te grito y te repito que yo a ti te necesito
My Boyfriend's Back French Title: Ma Petite Amie Est De Retour Composer(s): Robert Feldman; Gerald Goldstein; Richard Gottehrer Originally performed by: The Angels Covered by various other artists
He went away and you hung around And bothered me every night And when I wouldn't go out with you You said things that weren't very nice
My boyfriend's back and you're gonna be in trouble (Hey-la, hey-la, my boyfriend's back) When you see him comin', better cut out on the double (Hey-la, hey-la, my boyfriend's back)
You been spreading lies that I was untrue (Hey-la, hey-la, my boyfriend's back) So look out now 'cause he's comin' after you (Hey-la, hey-la, my boyfriend's back)
Hey, he knows what you been tryin' And he knows that you been lyin'
He's been gone for such a long time (Hey-la, hey-la, my boyfriend's back) Now he's back and things'll be fine (Hey-la, hey-la, my boyfriend's back)
You're gonna be sorry you were ever born (Hey-la, hey-la, my boyfriend's back) 'cause he's kinda big and he's awful strong (Hey-la, hey-la, my boyfriend's back)
Hey, he knows I wasn't cheatin' Now you're gonna get a beatin'
What made you think he'd believe all your lies? (Aah-ooh, aah-ooh) You're a big man now but he'll cut you down to size (Aah-ooh) Wait and see!
My boyfriend's back, he's gonna save my reputation (Hey-la, hey-la, my boyfriend's back) If I were you, I'd take a permanent vacation (Hey-la, hey-la, my boyfriend's back)
Hey, I can see him comin' Now you better start a'runnin' (Aah-ooh, aah-ooh)
(Aah-ooh) Wait and see!
My boyfriend's back, he's gonna save my reputation (Hey-la, hey-la, my boyfriend's back)
Yeah, my boyfriend's back Well look out now, my boyfriend's back Well, I can see him comin' so you better get a'runnin' a'right now Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gonna Take A Lot Of River (Mississippi, Monongahela, Ohio) Composer(s): Mark Henley; John Kurhajetz Performer(s): The Oak Ridge Boys
I ain't gonna ride no rail or hitchhike down no highway I aint' going nowhere feeling the way I do Because my baby's long gone and nothing's going my way I'm gonna let this muddy water just wash away my blues
Gonna take a lot of river to keep this broken heart afloat Gonna take a lot of river, running all the live long days Gonna take the Mississippi, the Monongahela and the Ohio Gonna take a lot of river to wash these blues away
Well, I wish I was a tug boat pushing and pulling them barges along Moving on the water with a heart made of iron and steel There wouldn't be no women that could ever take my loving and do me wrong I could work all day with nothing in the world to feel
Gonna take a lot of river to keep this broken heart afloat Gonna take a lot of river, running all the live long days Gonna take the Mississippi, the Monongahela and the Ohio Gonna take a lot of river to wash these blues away
Is she in New Orleans, is she a cajun queen I wonder what she's doing now But if I know her, she's got rings and furs Struggling along somehow
Gonna take a lot of river to keep this broken heart afloat Gonna take a lot of river, running all the live long days Gonna take the Mississippi, the Monongahela and the Ohio Gonna take a lot of river to wash these blues away
Gonna take a lot of river to keep this broken heart afloat Gonna take a lot of river, running all the live long days Gonna take the Mississippi, the Monongahela and the Ohio Gonna take a lot of river to wash these blues away
Te Hablo Composer(s): Adrian Abonizio Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto
Te hablo desde el corazón yo se lo que es vivir en las tinieblas parece que el alma se queda sin salir a escena Te hablo desde mas aca sigo buscando lo imposible hacer que la vida sea vivible y no engañar
Habra pasado mucho tiempo largo habra quedado tanto en el costado habra llegado un tiempo tan distinto seguro te habras enamorado Si esto es la vida no se que hacer para que creas te han confinado te han lastimado con mentiras no puedo prometerte nada no puedo decirte nada mas que vivas
Te hablo desde el corazón no vale ya vivir arrepentido no hay deudas posibles, ni culpas te matan pero te dejan vivo Habra pasado Si esto es la v ida mas que vivas mas que sigas mas que vivas mas que sigas
Gonna Send You Back To Walker Composer(s): Johnnie Mae Matthews Performer(s): The Animals
(Oh oh oh oh oh)
(You know that) You had nothin' when I met you baby But look what you got now Sometimes I wonder, did I make a mistake When I brought you to the south
Gonna send you back to Walker Girl that's where you belong Since you been got in the big city Well you been startin' treatin' me wrong
Your momma and your daddy done told me baby Not to bring you to the south I brought you to the city And the bright lights knocked you out
I'm gonna send you back to Walker Girl that's where you belong, I know Since you been got in the big city Well you been startin' treatin' me wrong
Your momma and your daddy done told me baby Not to bring you to the south I brought you from the city And the bright lights knocked you out
I'm gonna send you back to Walker Girl that's where you belong, I know baby Since you been got in the big city Well you been startin' treatin' me wrong
I know you been treatin' me wrong Ah, so long I'm gonna send you back where you belong Alright, alright Put you down Send you back home Goodbye
Te Estoy Queriendo Tanto Composer(s): Manuel Alejandro - Ana Magdalena First release by: Raphael - 1972 Covered by multiple other artists
Te estoy queriendo tanto que Te estoy acostumbrando mal Te estoy queriendo tanto que No puedo ya quererte más Qué pasará ese día que No sienta como siento hoy Qué pasará ese día que No te de lo que hoy te doy Te estoy queriendo tanto que Ya nunca pienso más en mí Te estoy queriendo tanto que Soy muy feliz si estás feliz Los días y las noches son Para quererte más y más Te estoy queriendo tanto que Te estoy acostumbrando mal Y es que el amor no puede estar Por siempre a nuestro lado Y es que el amor puede cambiar Su rumbo de año en año Y es que el amor es algo que Viene y se va como las golondrinas Y hay que darle de beber En cada esquina amor
My Boy Lollipop Composer(s): Morris Levy; J. Roberts; Robert Spencer Performer(s): Millie Small
My Boy Lollipop, you made my heart go giddy up You are as sweet as candy, you're my sugar dandy Ha, Ho my boy lollipop Never ever leave me Because it would grieve me My heart told me so I love ya, I love ya, I love ya so That I want ya to know I need ya, I need ya, I need ya so And I'll never let you go My boy lollipop You make my heart go giddy up You set my world on fire, you are my one desire My boy lollipop, my boy lollipop
Gonna Make You An Offer You Can't Refuse Composer(s): Johnny Worth Performer(s): Jimmy Helms; The Gentle Rain
Gonna make you an offer you can't refuse Gonna put my finger on you 'Cause I need you so And I won't take no for an answer
In my life I've had a time Had to fight for what was mine And I don't intend to lose my crown
But every time I look at you And the beautiful things you do Every single nerve in my body says hold it down So now I'm putting about the feeble word like what must be must be Didn't you know that you belonged to me
Gonna make you an offer you can't refuse Like a puppet thing, when I pull the string You're the dancer Gonna make you an offer you can't refuse Gonna put my finger on you 'Cause I need you so And I won't take no for an answer
Did you ever sit waiting, hoping, wanting something that never was going to be
I've got a feeling deep inside That I need you by my side And I won't let up baby till I do Yes I know I make you smile But things will change in a little while Cause I never say a thing I mean that don't come true
Believe me I don't want to hurt you But my heart won't set you free Surely you know that you belong to me
Gonna make you an offer you can't refuse Gonna put my finger on you Like a puppet thing, when I pull the string You're the dancer Gonna make you an offer you can't refuse Put my finger on you 'Cause I need you so But I won't take no for an answer
Gonna make you an offer you can't refuse Gonna put my finger on you Like a puppet thing, when I pull the string You're the dancer Gonna make you an offer you can't refuse Put my finger on you 'Cause I need you so And I won't take no for an answer
My Boy Flat Top Composer(s): Boyd Bennett; John Young Performer(s): Dorothy Collins and various other artists
Hey, Mister Flat Top!
Young and strong, his top is flat A cool haircut and never wears a hat I don't mean maybe, he's a real hep cat My boy, Flat Top
Big broad shoulders, man, they're pips Dreamy eyes with a crazy lip When he shouts, "Hey baby!" Well, the girls they flip My boy, Flat Top
I'm tellin' you that snazzy guy Really sends me, my, oh, my He's the most, the dreamers goal You ought to see him rock and roll
Got no dough, but just a nod Will get the girls, though it may seem odd A real cool lover in his old hot rod My boy, flat top
Young and strong, his top is flat Got a cool haircut, no hat I don't mean maybe, he's a real hep cat (Her lover boy, Flat Top)
Big broad shoulders, man, they're pips Got dreamy eyes, crazy lips When he shouts, "Hey baby!" The girls they flip (Her lover boy, Flat Top)
I'm tellin' you that snazzy guy Really sends you my oh, my He's the most, the dreamers goal You ought to see him rock and roll
Got no dough, but just a nod Will get the girls, though it may seem odd A real cool lover in his old hot rod My boy (Her boy) Who's boy (Your boy) Oh! Boy (Boy, oh, boy) Flat Top!
Gonna Make You A Star Composer(s): David Essex Performer(s): David Essex; Cockney Rejects; The Hoxtons
Oh, is he more, too much more than a pretty face It's so strange the way you talk it's a disgrace Well, I know, I've been out of style for a short while But I don't care how cold you are, I'm coming home soon I'm gonna make you a star, yeah
Well, he says he's into his music but I don't believe him He just doesn't seem to understand the rock media Well, I know, I'm mot super hip and I'm liable to take a slip But I don't care how cold you are, I'm coming home soon I'm gonna make you a star, yeah, yeah
We gonna make you a star, ha, ha, we gonna make you a star
Oh, is he more, too much more than a pretty face It's so strange the way you talk it's a disgrace Well, I know, I've been out of style for a short while But I don't care how cold you are, I'm coming home soon I'm gonna make you a star, yeah
Star yeah, yeah We gonna make you a star, ha aha, we gonna make you a star
Non Finirò D'amarti ((Adapted from: I Can't Stop Loving You (Don Gibson) - 1957)) Composer(s): Don Gibson - Mario Panzeri Performer(s): John Foster - 1962
Versions In Other Languages: 1962 - C'était Plus Fort Que Tout (Sacha Distel) 1981 - Hou Jij Niet Meer Van Mij (Will Tura)
Se devo vivere per amarci così non è più vivere soffrendo ogni dì
Lo so che è inutile ancora sperar ma fino all'ultimo ti devo amar
Lo so che mai - Lo so che mai io finirò - io finirò in un solo attimo - in un solo attimo d'amare te - d'amare te
Sei tu, lo so - Sei tu, lo so che non m'ami più - che non m'ami più e non tornerò - e non tornerai un giorno da te - un giorno da me.
Se devo vivere per amarci così non è più vivere soffrendo ogni dì
Lo so che è inutile ancora sperar ma fino all'ultimo ti devo amar
My Boy Composer(s): Brian May Performer(s): Brian May
Strange how soon the party's over I should know by now My hand no longer guides your footsteps Now you guide your own And all that's left is the sound of your voice And your face as you were on the screen Hush, don't you cry, there'll be no pain The bad wolf has gone He'll have no part of our game All too soon the dream world's fading Says farewell Since my boy became a man (Don't make it too soon) My small boy
In the bad backlands of Australia Many years ago The aborigine tribes were meeting Having a big pow-wow
(Oom-yacka-wurka, oom-yacka-wurka)
"We got a lot of trouble, Chief On account of your son Mack" "My boy Mack? Why, what's wrong with him?"
Drake: My boomerang won't come back "Your boomerang won't come back?"
Drake: My boomerang won't come back My boomerang won't come back I've waved the thing all over the place Practised till I was black in the face I'm a big disgrace to the Aborigine race My boomerang won't come back
Drake: I can ride a kangaroo (yeah yeah) Make kinkajou stew (yeah yeah) But I'm a big disgrace to the Aborigine race My boomerang won't come back
They banished him from the tribe then And sent him on his way He had a backless boomerang So here he could not stay
Drake: This is nice, innit? Getting banished at my time of life What a way to spend an evening sitting on a rock in the middle of the desert with me boomerang in me hand I shall very likely get bushwhacked
Drake: Get out of it! You nasty bushwhacking animal Think I'll make a nice cup of tea (Doing, doing, doing...) Good gracious! There goes a kangaroo I must have a practice with me boomerang: hit him right behind the left earhole Now then, slowly back
Gruff voice: If you throw that thing at me, I'll jump right on your head (It chuckles and bounces away)
Drake: Innit marvellous? Got a land full of kangaroos and I had to pick that one
For three long months he sat there Or maybe it was four Then an old old man in a kangaroo skin Came a-knocking at his door
"Well, I'm the local witch doctor, son They call me George Alfred Black Now tell me, what's your trouble, boy?"
Drake: My boomerang won't come back "Your boomerang won't come back?"
Drake: My boomerang won't come back My boomerang won't come back I've waved the thing all over the place Practised till I was black in the face I'm a big disgrace to the Aborigine race My boomerang won't come back
"Don't worry, boy, I know the trick And to you I'm gonna show it If you want your boomerang to come back Well first you've got to... throw it"
Drake: Ooh, yes! Never thought of that Daddy will be pleased Must have a go, nyuh-huh! Excuse me Now then, slowly back ... and throw
Drake: Ooh my God! I've hit the flying doctor Eee-hee-hee! Can you do first aid?
Witch Doctor: Don't talk to me about first aid, boy you owe me fourteen chickens, you know, when I learned you to throw the boomerang you know, first things first
Drake: Yes, I know that, but I mean, I think on this occasion you know, you could be a bit more perspective...........
Gonna Have A Funky Good Time (Doing It To Death) Composer(s): James Brown Performer(s): James Brown
Ahhhhhhhh do it, yeah
Clap my body, her body, my body, clap your body, my body, her body clap my body, her body, my body, clap your body, my body, clap your body, my body, clap your body, my body alright
We're gonna have a funky good time We're gonna have a funky good time We're gonna have a funky good time We're gonna have a funky good time We're gonna have a funky good time We're gonna have a funky good time
(Take `em up) We gotta take you high-er
We're gonna have a funky good time We're gonna have a funky good time We're gonna have a funky good time We're gonna have a funky good time
(Take `em up) We gotta take you high-er (good)
(bad) You can take us up all the way (yeah) You take us up (take us up)
Make me high, make me high, make me high, a natural high, a getto high, giant high high high, nothin' but high, downright high everybody high, need to get high, down high, yo high
Te Espero En El Final Del Tiempo Y De La Luz Te Espero Al Terminar La Fe En La Juventud Te Espero Cuando El Fin Del Mundo Esta Al Llegar Y Seco Esta El Jardin Y Seca Este La Mar Te Espero Cuando El Sol Nos Deje De Alumbrar Y No Haya Entre Tu Y Yo Mas Que La Inmensidad
Maria, Maria Te Quiero Y Asi De Un Mundo Sin Cielo Veras Resurgir Otro Nuevo Por Tu Amor Y Mi Amor
Te Espero Para Hacer Un Mundo Entre Los Dos El Mundo Que Soñe, Sin Odio Y Sin Rencor Te Espero Para Hacer Un Mundo Donde El Mal No Pueda Con El Bien Y A Nadie Falte Paz Te Espero Porque Se Que Piensas Como Yo Que Al Mundo Falta Fe Y Sobra Ambicion
Maria, Maria Te Quiero Y Asi De Un Mundo Sin Cielo Veras Resurgir Otro Nuevo Por Tu Amor Y Mi Amor
Te Espero En El Final Del Tiempo Y De La Luz Te Espero Al Terminar La Fe En La Juventud Te Espero Cuando Ya No Tengas Ilusion Te Ayudare A Empezar Desde Mi Corazon Te Espero Cuando El Sol Nos Deje De Alumbrar Y No Haya Entre Tu Y Yo Mas Que La Inmensidad
Maria, Maria Te Quiero Y Asi De Un Mundo Sin Cielo Veras Resurgir Otro Nuevo Maria, Por Nuestro Amor
Gonna Get Along Without Ya Now Composer(s): Milton Kellem Performer(s): Patience & Prudence; and various other artists
Uh huh, uh huh, gonna get along without you now Uh huh my honey, uh huh my honey Gonna get along without you now
You told me I was the neatest thing You even asked me to wear your ring You ran around with every girl in town You never cared if it got me down
Uh huh, uh huh, gonna get along without you now Uh huh my honey, uh huh my honey Gonna get along without you now
Got along without you before I met you Gonna get along without you now Gonna find somebody who's twice as cute 'Cause I didn't like you anyhow
You told everybody that we were friends But this is where our friendship ends 'Cause all of a sudden you changed your tune You haven't been around since way last June
Uh huh, uh huh, gonna get along without you now Got along without you before I met you Gonna get along without you now
So long my honey Goodbye my dear Gonna get along without you now
