Tel Qu'il Est
Composer(s): Maurice Alexander - Maurice Vander
Performer(s): Fréhel
and multiple other artists



J'avais rêvé d'avoir un homme
un vrai de vrai, bien balancé
mais je suis chipée pour la pomme
d'un avorton, complet'ment j'té
Ce n'est pas un Apollon mon Jules
il n'est pas taillé comme un Hercule
Malgré qu'il ait bien des défauts
C'est lui que j'ai dans la peau

Tel qu'il est, il me plaît
Il me fait de l'effet
Et je l'aime
C'est un vrai gringalet
aussi laid qu'un basset
mais je l'aime
Il est bancal
du coté cérébral
mais ça m'est bien égal
qu'il ait l'air anormal

C'est complet, il est muet
ses quinquets sont en biais
C'est un fait que tel qu'il est
il me plaît

Il est carré mais ses épaules
par du carton, sont rembourrées
Quand il est tout nu ça fait drôle
On n'en voit plus que la moitié
Il n'a pas un seul poil sur la tête
mais il en a plein sur les gambettes
Et celui qu'il a dans la main
c'est pas du poil c'est du crin

Tel qu'il est, il me plaît
Il me fait de l'effet
Et je l'aime
C'est un vrai gringalet
aussi laid qu'un basset
mais je l'aime
Il est bancal
du coté cérébral
mais ça m'est bien égal
qu'il ait l'air anormal

C'est complet, il est muet
ses quinquets sont en biais
C'est un fait que tel qu'il est
il me plaît

Le travail pour lui c'est la chose
la plus sacrée, il y touche pas
Pour tenir le coup il se dose
de quintonine, à tous les r'pas
Ce qui n'est pas marrant c'est qu'il ronfle
on dirait un pneu qui se dégonfle
Et quand il faut se bagarrer
il est encore dégonflé

Tel qu'il est, il me plaît
Il me fait de l'effet
Et je l'aime
C'est un vrai gringalet
aussi laid qu'un basset
mais je l'aime
Il est bancal
du coté cérébral
mais ça m'est bien égal
qu'il ait l'air anormal

C'est complet, il est muet
ses quinquets sont en biais
C'est un fait que tel qu'il est
il me plaît

My Grandfather's Girl
Composer(s): Will A. Dillon



I love her, I love her, and always will, my grandmother dear
I can see her still 
Her old fashioned bonnet and gingham gown 
when she rode with dear old grandpa into town
Though she was eighty-two, he loved her fond and true

Who was it, who was it, on Christmas night 
that filled up your stocking with such delight? 
'twas grandma, 'twas grandma 
I know because, she was always a good old Santa Claus 
The cakes and candies, too, she'd give them all to you

My grandfather's girl was a grand old girl 
and she lived in the house on the hill 
My granddaddy first met his first little girl 
down by the old red mill 
And together they wandered down the lane 
to the church where she changed her name 
A rare precious pearl was my grandfather's girl
yes, she was a grand old girl!

Goodbye My Love, Goodbye
French Title: Je T'Aime À En Sourire
Composer(s): Mario Panas; Klaus Munro; Jack Lloyd
Performer(s): Nana Mouskouri



Hör den Wind der sein Lied dir singt
Er weiß, dass ich heute von dir geh'
Weine nicht wenn der Abschied kommt
Denn Tränen tun so weh

Goodbye my love goodbye
Goodbye auf Wiedersehn
Die Zeit im Sommersonnenschein
Mit dir allein, war schön
Goodbye my love goodbye
Das Glück wird nie vergehn
Ich bleib dir treu
Bis wir uns einmal wiedersehn

Überall werd ich einsam sein
Denn dich vergessen kann ich nie
Nur der Wind er begleitet mich
Mit seiner Melodie

Goodbye my love goodbye
Goodbye auf Wiedersehn
Die Zeit im Sommersonnenschein
Mit dir allein, war schön
Goodbye my love goodbye
Das Glück wird nie vergehn
Ich bleib dir treu
Bis wir uns einmal wiedersehn

Goodbye my love goodbye
Goodbye auf Wiedersehn
Die Zeit im Sommersonnenschein
Mit dir allein, war schön
Goodbye my love goodbye
Das Glück wird nie vergehn
Ich bleib dir treu
Bis wir uns einmal wiedersehn

Tegen Beter Weten In
Performer(s): Astrid Nijgh



Ik was klein en ons tuintje was de wereld
een zandbak met een schutting eromheen
Wat erachter was, dat mocht ik zelf verzinnen
een grote tuin vol bloemen en een zon die altijd scheen
En dat bleef zo al ontdekte ik ook later
dat er niets was dan wat onkruid en wat puin
Want de werkelijkheid heeft immers niets te maken
met die zelfbedachte echte bloementuin

Van de wereld was die schutting wel het einde
van mijn eigen wereld was hij het begin
En daar bleef ik in geloven
tegen beter weten in

Op het lyceum zat ik jarenlang gevangen
als een vreemde vage vlinder in de klas
In mijn dagboek schreef ik wilde toekomstdromen
want na het eindexamen begon het leven pas
En al liep ik later eenzaam vele blauwtjes
ergens op een koude kamer in de stad
Ik wist zeker: morgen zou het echt beginnen
het grootse leven dat ik voor me had

Het van vroeger was vandaag altijd het einde
van iets beters en iets nieuws steeds het begin
En daar bleef ik in geloven
tegen beter weten in

En zo kwam ik steeds bij weer een nieuwe schutting
met daarachter weer een ander paradijs
En steeds bleek dat weer een veld vol distels
En zo werd ik langzaam ouder en heel erg langzaam wijs
Maar al ben ik dan toch wat men noemt volwassen
en schuttingen, daar kijk ik overheen
wanneer ze zeggen: eens wordt alles anders
en eens dan worden alle mensen een

En er is geen einde aan het laatste einde
er is alleen een eeuwig nieuw begin
dat zal ik dan onmiddellijk geloven
tegen beter weten in

Er is geen einde aan het laatste einde
er is alleen een eeuwig nieuw begin
dat zal ik altijd wel geloven
tegen beter weten in
tegen beter weten in
tegen beter weten in
tegen beter weten in

My Grandfather's Clock (aka Grandfather's Clock)
Composer(s): Henry Clay Work
Performer(s): Hank Snow
and various other artists



My grandfather's clock
Was too large for the shelf
So it stood ninety years on the floor
It was taller by half
Than the old man himself
Though it weighed not a pennyweight more
It was bought on the morn
Of the day that he was born
And was always his treasure and pride
But it stopped short
Never to go again
When the old man died

Ninety years without slumbering
Tick, tock, tick, tock
His life seconds numbering
Tick, tock, tick, tock
It stopped short
Never to go again
When the old man died

In watching its pendulum
Swing to and fro
Many hours had he spent while a boy
And in childhood and manhood
The clock seemed to know
And to share both his grief and his joy
For it struck twenty-four
When he entered at the door
With a blooming and beautiful bride
But it stopped short
Never to go again
When the old man died

Ninety years without slumbering
Tick, tock, tick, tock
His life seconds numbering
Tick, tock, tick, tock
It stopped short
Never to go again
When the old man died

My grandfather said
That of those he could hire
Not a servant so faithful he found
For it wasted no time
And had but one desire
At the close of each week to be wound.
And it kept in its place
Not a frown upon its face
And its hand never hung by its side
But it stopped short
Never to go again
When the old man died

Ninety years without slumbering
Tick, tock, tick, tock
His life seconds numbering
Tick, tock, tick, tock
It stopped short
Never to go again
When the old man died

It rang an alarm
In the dead of the night
An alarm that for years had been dumb
And we knew that his spirit
Was pluming his flight
That his hour of departure had come
Still the clock kept the time
With a soft and muffled chime
As we silently stood by his side
But it stopped short
Never to go again
When the old man died

Ninety years without slumbering
Tick, tock, tick, tock
His life seconds numbering
Tick, tock, tick, tock
It stopped short
Never to go again
When the old man died

Goodbye My Love, Goodbye
French Title: Je T'Aime À En Sourire
Composer(s): Mario Panas; Klaus Munro; Jack Lloyd
Performer(s): Demis Roussos;
and various other artists



Hear the wind sing a sad old song 
It knows I'm leaving you today 
Please don't cry or my heart will break 
When I go on my way 

Goodbye my love, goodbye 
Goodbye and au revoir 
As long as you'll remember me 
I'll never be too far 
Goodbye my love, goodbye 
I always will be true 
So hold me in your dreams 
Till I come back to you 

See the stars in the skies above 
They'll shine wherever I may roam 
I will pray ev'ry lonely night 
That soon they'll guide me home 

Goodbye my love, goodbye 
Goodbye and aurevoir 
As long as you'll remember me 
I'll never be too far 
Goodbye my love, goodbye 
I always will be true 
So hold me in your dreams 
Till I come back to you ....

Teenie Weenie Boppie
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): France Gall; Free Kitten



Teenie Weenie Boppie
A pris du LSD
Un sucre et la voici
Au bord de la folie

Une Rolls la frôle de son aile
Un prince du rock est au volant
Il lui fait signe agitant vers elle
Ses fines dentelles et ses volants

Teenie Weenie Boppie
A pris du LSD
Un sucre et la voici
À terre évanouie

Un grand garçon en habit sudiste
Lui tend ses deux mains gantées de blanc
À son doigt une mauve améthyste
En la griffant s'est teintée de blanc

Teenie Weenie Boppie
A pris du LSD
Un sucre et la voici
Déjà à l'agonie

Que sont ces fleurs aux couleurs exquises
Qui dérivent au fil du courant
C'est Mike Jagger qui dans la Tamise
S'est noyé dans ses beaux vêtements

Teenie Weenie Boppie
Est morte dans la nuit
De quoi, mais d'avoir pris
Une dose de LSD

My Girl's Pussy
Performer(s): Roger Crumb & His Cheap Suit Serenaders
and various other artists



There’s one pet I like to pet
And every evening, we get set
I stroke it every chance I get
It’s my girl’s pussy
Seldom plays and never purrs
But I love the thoughts it stirs
And I like it ‘cause it’s hers
It’s my girl’s pussy
Often, it goes out at night – returns at break of dawn
No matter what the weather’s like, it’s always nice and warm
I bring tidbits that it loves
We spoon like two turtledoves
I take care to remove my gloves
When stroking my girl’s pussy

What a precious thing to handle
No one else could hold a candle
********* lovable and sweet!
There’s one pet I’d like to pet
And every evening, we get wet
I stroke it every chance I get
It’s my girl’s pussy
Seldom plays and never purrs
But I like the thoughts it stirs
And I never mind because it’s hers
It’s my girl’s pussy
Often, it goes out at night – returns at break of dawn
No matter what the weather’s like, it’s always nice and warm! 
Oh, yeah, yeah!
Never dirty – Always clean
At giving thrills, it’s never mean
That it’s the best I’ve ever seen
It’s my girl’s pussy

It’s my girl’s pussy

It’s my girl’s pussy

It’s my girl’s pussy

Goodbye My Love
Composer(s): Tony & Wando Lam; Nelly Byl
Performer(s): Jimmy Frey



Vreemd dat je vandaag zoveel beloofd
Een woordje meer en je bent verloofd
Is het de liefde die ontwaakt
Die jou zo onvoorzichtig maakt
Maar je weet heel goed
Er komt altijd een dag dat je zeggen moet 

Goodbye my love, ik moet ver van je heen
Goodbye my love en dan blijft zij alleen 

Zij groet elke morgen met een lach
Je vindt haar steeds voor je iedere dag
De liefde straalt op haar gelaat
Er is niets dat haar beter staat
Maar wat zij ook doet
Er komt altijd een dag dat je zeggen moet 

Goodbye my love, ik moet ver van je heen
Goodbye my love en dan blijft zij alleen 

Nu scheppen haar ogen reeds verdriet
Je raadt wel waarom, al zegt zij het niet
Het is de liefde die stilaan vergaat
Die haar zo ongelukkig maakt
En je weet heel goed
Het is precies de dag dat je zeggen moet 

Goodbye my love, ik moet ver van je heen
Goodbye my love en dan blijft zij alleen
Goodbye my love, ik moet ver van je heen
Goodbye my love en dan blijft zij alleen
Goodbye my love en dan blijft zij alleen

Teenage Wildlife
Composer(s): David Bowie
Performer(s): David Bowie



Well, how come you only want tomorrow
With its promise of something hard to do
A real life adventure worth more than pieces of gold
Blue skies above and sun on your arms strength your stride
And hope in those squeaky clean eyes
You'll get chilly receptions everywhere you go
Blinded with desire - I guess the season is on

So you train by shadow boxing, search for the truth
But it's all, but it's all used up
Break open your million dollar weapon
And push your luck, still you push, still you push your
luck
A broken nosed mogul are you
One of the new wave boys

Same old thing in brand new drag
Comes sweeping into view, oh ho ho ho ho ho
As ugly as a teenage millionaire
Pretending it's a whizz kid world
You'll take me aside, and say
"Well, David, what shall I do?
They wait for me in the hallway"
I'll say "Don't ask me, I don't know any hallways"
But they move in numbers and they've got me in a corner
I feel like a group of one, no-no
They can't do this to me
I'm not some piece of teenage wildlife

Those midwives to history put on their bloody robes
The word is that the hunted one is out there on his own
And you're alone for maybe the last time
And you breathe for a long time
Then you howl like a wolf in a trap
And you daren't look behind

You fall to the ground like a leaf from the tree
And look up one time at that vast blue sky
Scream out aloud as they shoot you down
No no, I'm not a piece of teenage wildlife
I'm not a piece of teenage wildlife

And no one will have seen and no one will confess
The fingerprints will prove that you coudn't pass the test
There'll be others on the line filing past, who'll whisper low
I miss you he really had to go
Well each to his own, he was
Another piece of teenage wildlife, oh oh oh oh oh
Another piece of teenage wildlife, oh oh oh oh oh
Another piece of teenage wild...
Wild
Wild
Wild

My Girl's A Rhythm Fan
Composer(s): Box; Cox; Roberts
Performer(s): Harry Roy



My girl’s a rhythm fan
And when we go dancing,
She sits in a corner like little Jack Horner
And listens to the Wah-de-da-de-da-de-da-de-da
Of the band

My girl’s a rhythm fan
When I take her diving she can’t get romantic
She’s driving me frantic, all she’ll do is
Wah-de-da-de-da-de-da-de-da with the band

Oh. I never get a kiss, I never get a thrill
When the lights are low
You can’t make love when the turtle dove
Goes skiddly-diddly-diddly-diddly-doh

My girl’s a rhythm fan
Home in the evening she seems to be tireless
She’ll turn on the wireless and listen to the
Wah-de-da-de-da-de-da-de-da of the band

Goodbye My Love
Composer(s): James Brown
Performer(s): James Brown



You know sometimes a man
Or a woman makes a mistake
Try to find a reason for making a mistake
But there is no reason for making a mistake
The only thing you do is when 
You make a mistake is say I'm sorry 
Take a man or a woman to say I'm sorry 
And it takes a fool to walk away 

So right here I want to say I'm sorry 
I don't know where you are
But you know I need you 
Now there's one more thing I'd like to say right here
I could say goodbye, you just don't understand
I could say baby I believe you got another man
And that I could say I just can't help myself
But I wouldn't be a man

And that I could say maybe we don't have nothing left
But I want you to know I still love you 
Oh no matter where you go, I still love you 
Oh, oh take it down Jimmy 
Goodbye my love, throwing me away

Goodbye my love
There's one more thing you know to have 
Someone to worry when you're wrong
Feel the need of a real person 
When your friends drop you behind
To kill your anger just by being nice and kind
I could say if you leave it wouldn't bother me 
But I know that would be a lie
Cause baby deep down you bother me
But I want you to know and I don't care who knows
I still love you 
Woa, oh, I still love you 
Oh, oh take it down Jimmy 
Oh, oh take it down Jimmy look a here

Teenage Party
Composer(s): Lionel Bart - Mike Pratt - Tommy Steele
Performer(s): Tommy Steele



Gonna have a teenage party
We're gonna have a teenage time
We're gonna make it high and hearty
If you're ready, that's fine

Really rock and jive together
Really take the floor together
Really stay alive together
Whether you're ready or not, not, rock!

Walk down a teenage passage
Open up a teenage door
Soon you'll get the teenage message
Rockin' thru the floor
Take a note, unquote
Take a line, that's fine
From the top, woo-oo-oo-ooh, full stop, rock!

We're gonna have a teenage party
We're gonna have a teenage rave
We're gonna make it high and hearty
Just think of all the sleep you save

Really rock an' jive, oh-oh-oh
Really stay alive, oh-oh-oh
Really rock the floor, oh-oh-oh
Whether you're ready or not-not-a-not-a-rock!

We're gonna have a teenage party
We're gonna have a teenage time
We're gonna make it high and hearty
If you're ready, that's fine

My Girl Josephine (aka Hello Josephine)
Dutch Title: Hallo Josephine
Composer(s): Dave Bartholomew; Antoine "Fats" Domino
Originally performed by: Fats Domino
Covered by various other artists



Hello, Josephine
A-how do you do?
Do you remember me, baby
Like I remember you?
You used to laugh at me
And holler 'hoo-hoo-ooo'

I used to walk you home
I used to hold your hand
You used to use my umbrella
Ev'rytime it rained
You used to cry so much
It was a cryin' shame

You used to live over yonder
By the railroad tracks
When it rained you couldn't walk
I used to tote you on my back
Now you try to make believe
It wasn't no days like that

Hello, Josephine
A-how do you do?
Do you remember me, baby
Like I remember you?
You used to laugh at me
And holler 'hoo-hoo-hoo'

Goodbye Mrs. Durkin
Composer(s): Will Millar
Performer(s): The Irish Rovers



Goodbye Mrs. Durkin, I'm sick and tired of workin'
No more I'll dig your praties, no longer I'll be poor
As sure as my name is Barney, I'm off to Califarny
Instead of digging praties, I'll be digging lumps of gold

In the days when I was courting, I was never tired resorting
To the alehouse and the playhouse, and the other house besides
But I told my brother Seamus, "I'll be off now and grow famous
And before that I return again, I'll roam the whole world wide"

So, it's goodbye Mrs. Durkin, I'm sick and tired of workin'
No more I'll dig your praties, no longer I'll be poor
As sure as my name is Barney, I'm off to Califarny
Instead of digging praties, I'll be digging lumps of gold

Well, I've courted girls in Blarney, in Antrim and Killarney
In Dublin and in Kerry, down to the coves of Cork
But I'm tired of all this pleasure, so now I'll take my leisure
And the next time that you hear from me, I'll write you from new York.

So, it's goodbye Mrs. Durkin, I'm sick and tired of workin'
No more I'll dig your praties, no longer I'll be poor
As sure as my name is Barney, I'm off to Califarny
Instead of digging praties, I'll be digging lumps of gold

When I landed in America, I met a man named Burke
He told me if I'd stay a while, he'd surely find me work
But work he didn't find me, so there's nothing here to bind me
I'm bound for San Francisco, in Califor-ni-yay!

So, it's goodbye Mrs. Durkin, I'm sick and tired of workin'
No more I'll dig your praties, no longer I'll be poor
As sure as my name is Barney, I'm off to Califarny
Instead of digging praties, I'll be digging lumps of gold

Well, I'm now in San Francisco, and my fortune it is made
My pockets loaded down with gold, I'll throw away my spade
I'll go back to dear old Erin, spend my fortune never carin'
I'll marry Queen Victori', Mrs. Durkin for to spite

So, it's goodbye Mrs. Durkin, I'm sick and tired of workin'
No more I'll dig your praties, no longer I'll be poor
As sure as my name is Barney, I'm off to Califarny
Instead of digging praties, I'll be digging lumps of gold

Teenage Kicks
Composer(s): John O'Neil
First release by: The Undertones - 1978
Covered by multiple other artists



Are teenage dreams so hard to beat
Everytime she walks down the street
Another girl in the neighbourhood
Wish she was mine, she looks so good

I wanna hold you wanna hold you tight
Get teenage kicks right through the night

I'm gonna call her on the telephone
Have her over 'cause i'm all alone
I need excitement oh i need it bad
And she's the best, i've ever had

I wanna hold you wanna hold you tight
Get teenage kicks right through the night

I wanna hold you wanna hold you tight
Get teenage kicks right through the night 

My Girl Bill
Composer(s): Jim Stafford
Performer(s): Jim Stafford



Bill walked me to my door last night
And he said, "Before I go
There's something about our love affair
That I have a right to know"
I said, "Let's not stand out here like this
What would the neighbours think?
Why don't we just step inside
And I'll fix us both a drink"

My girl, Bill
My, my girl, Bill
Can't say enough about the way I feel
About my girl, (My girl, my girl), my girl Bill

William's hands were shaking
As he took his glass of wine
And I could see we both felt the same
And when his eyes met mine
I said, "Who we love and why we love
It's hard to understand
Let's just sit here on the couch
And face this, man to man"

My girl, Bill
My, my girl, Bill
Can't say enough about the way I feel
About my girl, (My girl, my girl), my girl, Bill

"Bill, you know we just left her place
And we both know what she said
She doesn't want to see your face
And she wishes you were dead!
Now, I know we both love her
And I guess we always will
But you're gonna have to find another
'Cause she's my girl ...... Bill!"

My girl, Bill
My, my girl, Bill
Can't say enough about the way I feel
About my girl, (My girl, my girl)
Talkin' 'bout my little girl
My girl, Bill

My girl, Bill
My, my girl, Bill
Can't say enough about the way I feel
About my girl, (My girl, my girl), my girl, Bill ...

Goodbye Joe
Composer(s): Laura Nyro
Performer(s): Laura Nyro; Carmen McRae



We were lost in the fair on the highland, goodbye, Joe
with the sky and the deer on the highland, goodbye, Joe
Time is full of changes and now you've got to go
Don't forget that we loved on the highland, goodbye, Joe

Goodbye, Joe, yes, I understand, I'm trying not to cry
but if I do, it's only cause I'll miss you, one more time, let me kiss you

I remember when you came calling, goodbye, Joe
like a sunrise that rose without warning, goodbye, Joe
Time is full of changes and now you've got to go
And we walked on a Manhattan morning, goodbye Joe

Goodbye, Joe, yes, I understand, I'm trying not to cry
but if I do, it's only cause I'll miss you, one more time, let me kiss you
Goodbye, Joe, goodbye, Joe, time is full of changes, Joe, and now you've got to go
Don't forget that we loved on the highland, goodbye, Joe, goodbye, Joe…

Teenage Heart
Performer(s): Conway Twitty



I've got a Teenage Heart
Now that we are apart
Though we're just seventeen
Somehow we seem much older

I don't know where to start
I guess I play the part of
Every teenage boy whose lost
His real true love

And to our senior friends
We were like all of them
But now that we're apart
They call us Teenage Heart
They call us Teenage Heart

I've got a Teenage Heart
Now that we are apart
Only you come back to me
And our love will be much older
And our love will be much older
And our love will be much older

My Girl
Composer(s): Smokey Robinson; Ronald White
Originally performed by: The Temptations
Covered by various other artists



I've got sunshine
On a cloudy day
When it's cold outside
I've got the month of May

Well, I guess you'll say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl 
(My girl, my girl)
Talkin' 'bout my girl 
(My girl)

I've got so much honey
The bees envy me
I've got a sweeter song 
Than the birds in the trees

Well, I guess you'll say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl 
(My girl, my girl)
Talkin' 'bout my girl 
(My girl)

Ooooh 
Hoooo

Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey

I don't need no money
Fortune or fame
I've got all the riches, baby
One man can claim

Well, I guess you'll say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl 
(My girl, my girl)
Talkin' 'bout my girl 
(My girl)

Talkin' bout my girl
I've got sushine on cloudy day
With my girl
I've even got the month of May 
With my girl

Talkin' bout, talkin' bout my girl ...