That's Where It's At
Composer(s): James W. Alexander - Sam Cooke
First recording/First release by: Simms Twins - 1962/1963
Covered by multiple other artists



Eyes turned away I know
& music soft & slow
With someone you love so
That's where it's at, yeah

Your world turned upside down
You're making not a sound
No one else around
That's where it's at, yeah

Let me tell you
Your heart beatin' fast
You're knowin' that time won't last
But a-hopin' that it lasts
That's where it's at, oh yeah

That's where it's at, pretty baby
That's where it's at, oh yes it is
That's where it's at, pretty baby
That's where it's at, oh yeah

Let me tell you just one thing
To say it's time to go
& she says "Yes I know"
But just stay one minute more
That's where it's at

Oh let me say it one more time
That's where it's at, pretty baby
That's where it's at, I know that's where it's at
That's where it's at, pretty baby
That's where it's at 

California Dreamin'
Composer(s): John Phillips - Michelle Phillips
First recording/First release by: Barry McGuire - 1965/1966
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1966 - La Terre Promise (by Richard Anthony)
1966 - Sognando La California (by I Dik Dik)
1978 - Kalajoen Hiekat (by Tapani Kansa)
2009 - California Dreaming (Russian Version) (by Mumiy Troll)



All the leaves are brown (All the leaves are brown)
And the sky is grey (And the sky is grey)
I've been for a walk (I've been for a walk)
On a winter's day (On a winter's day)
I'd be safe and warm (I'd be safe and warm)
If I was in L.A. (If I was in L.A.)

California dreaming (California dreaming)
On such a winter's day...

Stopped into a church
I passed along the way
Well, I got down on my knees (Got down on my knees)
And I pretend'd to pray (I pretend'd to pray)
You know the preacher likes the cold (Preacher likes the cold)
He knows I'm gonna stay (Knows I'm gonna stay)

California dreaming (California dreaming)
On such a winter's day...

All the leaves are brown (All the leaves are brown)
And the sky is grey (And the sky is grey)
I've been for a walk (I've been for a walk)
On a winter's day (On a winter's day)
If I didn't tell her (If I didn't tell her)
I could leave today (I could leave today)

California dreaming (California dreaming)
On such a winter's day...
California dreaming
On such a winter's day...
California dreaming
On such a winter's day...

Fall In Love With Me
Composer(s): David Bowie;
Iggy Pop; Hunt Sales; Tony Sales
Performer(s): Iggy Pop; Guy Chadwick



You look so good to me
Here in this old saloon
Way back in West Berlin
A bottle of white wine
White wine and you
A table made of wood
And how I wish you would
Fall in love with me
You look so good to me
Standing out in the street
With your cheap fur on
Or maybe your plastic raincoat
And your plastic shoes
They look good too
Standing in the snow
You're younger than you look
Fall in love with me
Fall in love with me
How I wish you would
A table made of wood
And a, a bottle of white wine
And you, and a bottle of white wine and you
And when you're standing
In the street and it's cold
And it snows on you
And you look younger than you really are

I wish you would
Fall in love with me
I wish you would
Fall in love with me
I wish you would
Fall in love with me
I wish you would
Fall in love with me yeah, yeah

The way your eyes are black
The way your hair is black
The way your heart is young
There's just a few like you
Just the kind I need
To fall in love with me
Oh and you look so good
Oh yes you look so good

A bottle of white wine
A cigarette and you
Here in this saloon
White wine and you
I wish you'd fall in love with me
I wish you'd fall in love with me
'Cause there's just a few like you
So young and real
There's just a few like you
So young and real
Fall in love with me
Fall in love with me
Fall in love with me
Fall in love with me
I wish you would
You look so good
Oh when you're young at heart
There's just a few like you
You're young at heart
Won't you
Come to this old saloon
Come to my waiting arms
A table made of wood
And I will look at you
'Cause you're so young and pure
And you're young at heart
You're young at heart
A bottle of white wine

And when you're tumbling down
You just look better
When you're tumbling down
You just look finer

That's When Your Heartaches Begin
((French Version: Quand Ça Vous Brise Le Cœur (Johnny Hallyday) - 1984))
Composer(s): Billy Hill - Fred Fisher - William Raskin
First release by: Shep Fields Rippling Rhythm - 1937
Covered by multiple other artists



If you find your sweetheart in the arms of a friend 
That's when your heartaches begin 
When dreams of a lifetime must come to an end 
That's when your heartaches begin 

Love is thing you never can share 
If you bring a friend into your love affair 
That's the end of your sweetheart, that's the end of your friend 
That's when your heartaches begin 

If you find your sweetheart in the arms of your best friend 
That's when your heartaches begin 
And you know when all your dreams, when dreams of a lifetime must all come to an end 
Yeah, that's, that's when your heartaches begin 

For you see love is thing you never can share 
And if you bring a friend into your love affair 

That's the end of your sweetheart, that's the end of your friend 
That's when your heartaches begin 

Blue Yodel No. 4 ((aka California Blues (by Lefty Frizzell) - 1953))
Composer(s): Jimmie Rodgers
First release by: Jimmie Rodgers - 1929
Covered by multiple other artists



I'm goin' to California, where they sleep out every night, yeah
I'm goin' to California, where they sleep out every night, yeah
I'm leavin' you, Mama, 'cause you know you don't treat me right

Let me tell you somethin', Mama that you don't know
Let me tell you somethin', good gal that you don't know
Yeah, I'm a do-right Papa, and got a home everywhere I go

I got the California blues, and I'm sure gonna leave here, Lord, Lord
I got the California blues, and I'm sure gonna leave you here
I may ride the blinds, I ain't got no railroad fare
Come on in here

Listen to me, Mama, while I sing this song, Lord
Listen to your Daddy sing you this lonesome song
You got me worried now, but I won't be worried long

I got the California blues, and I'm sure gonna leave here, hey, hey, hey
I got the California blues, and I'm sure gonna leave you here
I may ride the blinds, I ain't got no railroad fare
Honey, get over here

Fall In Love With Me
Composer(s): Maurice White;
Wayne Vaughn; Wanda Vaughn
Performer(s): Earth, Wind & Fire



I can tell you that love
Is too deep to be played on
Down the line, you'd find
Time would reveal who to count on
I'm well inclined to use the lines
That comes from the learning tree
Let the seed that grows, and ages old
Give us our destiny

Baby, you know, I could pick you up
Turn your life around
If you fall in love with me
I would build you up, never let you down
If you fall in love with me

If you're having second thoughts from the past
I can cool you out
I've been there before, right down to the core
I can sing and shout
I can't hold back what I feel 
I bring experience
I'll be your rock when Gibraltar falls
Baby, give me a cause

Baby, you know, I could pick you up
Turn your life around
If you fall in love with me
I would build you up, never let you down
If you fall in love with me
Baby, in love with me, find yourself a part of me
Baby, in love with me, help yourself to all of me

I've got your number and I wanna shout
I dig you baby, come and check me out

Quand Ça Vous Brise Le Coeur
((Adapted from: That's When Your Heartaches Begin (Shep Fields Rippling Rhythm) - 1937))
Composer(s): Billy Hill - Fred Fisher - William Raskin - Johnny Hallyday - Georges Aber
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday - 1984



Si vous la trouvez là dans les bras d'un ami
Et que ça vous brise le coeur
L'amour quand il s'en va ne fait jamais de bruit
Ouais quand ça vous brise le coeur

Rien n'y fait quand on a de la peine
Il faut s'incliner et se dire adieu sans haine

Surtout ne pleurez pas
Pas un mot pas un cri
Ouais quand ça vous brise le coeur

Si tu la trouves là
Dans les bras de ton meilleur ami
Mon vieux
Lorsque tout ça te brise le coeur

Lorsque s'envole ton rêve à tout jamais détruit
Ouais, c'est comme une agonie
Bien sûr quand ça te brise le coeur

Dans le fond l'amour
L'amour est une chose difficile à saisir
Et il te fait tellement mal
Qu'il vaut mieux
Qu'il vaut mieux en finir

Et dans ces moments là
Croyez moi
Pas un mot pas un cri
Ouais, quand ça vous brise le coeur

California And You
Composer(s): Edgar Leslie - Harry Puck



Oh! you old Pacific coast
Oh! you land I love the most
Soon I'll be returning to you
To my sweetheart loving and true
I just mailed a little note 
Written to the one I miss
Just a simple little note I began by saying this

Oh! you orange scented air
Oh! you train that brings me there
Ev'ry other country I see
Only makes you dearer to me
Thro' my Pullman window pane 
As my station's drawing near
I can hear myself again 
Singing in my honey's car

Don't you remember California in September? 
As we stood in the wood 'neath the beautiful sky
I made you cry 
When I whispered good-bye, but dearie 
Don't you remember 
That I promised I'd be true? 
So expect a choo choo 
That's bringing me back to California and you

Fall At Your Feet
Composer(s): Neil Finn
Performer(s): Crowded House;
and various other artists



I’m really close tonight
And I feel like I’m moving inside her
Lying in the dark
And I think that I’m beginning to know her
Let it go
I’ll be there when you call

And whenever I fall at your feet
You let your tears rain down on me
Whenever I touch your slow turning pain

You’re hiding from me now
There’s something in the way that you’re talking
Words don’t sound right
But I hear them all moving inside you, go
I’ll be waiting when you call

Hey and whenever I fall at your feet
Won’t you let your tears rain down on me
Whenever I touch your slow turning pain

The finger of blame has turned upon itself
And I’m more than willing to offer myself
Do you want my presence or need my help
Who knows where that might lead
I fall

Whenever I fall at your feet
Would you let your tears rain down on me
Whenever I fall, ever I fall

That's When The Music Takes Me
Composer(s): Neil Sedaka
Performer(s): Neil Sedaka



That's when the music takes me
Takes me to a brighter day
That's when the music takes me
Helpin' me to find my way

When the day is so long that I can't hold on
When I'm down and I think my hope is gone
Oooh, Yeah
That's when the music takes me
Closer to a brighter daaaay
I can feel my soul explodin'
There's a good feelin' 
Helpin' me to find my waaay
My, my, my way

When the bluebird sings her sad, sad song
And the wind brings a cold to tag along
Oh, yeah
I can feel the spirit move me
I can almost touch the sky
Reachin' for a new tomorrow
I know it's hard
But music makes me waaaaanna try
Wanna try
And then
That's when the music takes me
Takes to a brighter day
Yeah, yeah
That's when the music takes me
Helpin' me to find my way
(That's when the music takes me)
(That's when the music takes me)
Oh, yeah
But when the music takes me
Closer to a brighter day
I can feel my soul explodin'
There's a good feelin' 
Helpin' me to fiiiiiiind my waaay
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And then I'm sayin'
That's when the music takes me
Takes to a brighter day
Yeah, yeah, yeah
That's when the music takes me
Helpin' me to find my way

Happy, happy, happy day
Happy, happy, happy day
Happy, happy, happy day
(That's when the music takes me)
(That's when the music takes me)
(That's when the music takes me)
(And that's when the music takes me)
Happy, happy when the music takes
Whooooooo...

California
Composer(s): Cliff Friend - Con Conrad



California let me speak my mind 
I've been waiting for a long long time 
I've got a sneaky feeling I'll be stealing
To your bright and sunny clime 
Is it any wonder that I'm glad 
You're the only home I've ever had 
Since I'm away both night and day 
You're in this heart of mine

California when the days are blue 
That's the time I always think of you 
I miss the golden land of sunshine and the many happy friends I knew 
Every moment how I long to be in your land of hospitality 
"Your native son has only one place in his heart so true"

My California 
Hear your lonesome boy calling 
Honest I ain't a stalling 
I want to come home just hear me crying
I'm really crying 
Nighttime finds me just like a willow
Weeping there on my pillow 
So lonesome and blue 
Yes longing for you 
Oh dear let the birdies sing 
It's orange blossom time 
I'll cheer 'cause I've got the ring 
And I hear those wedding chimes 
Just let me warn ya 
Tell my sweetie in California 
My love is growing 
I'll soon be going California bound

Falco Rides Again
Composer(s): Rob Bolland; Ferdi Bolland; Falco
Performer(s): Falco



This is the story of a lonely man
Who’s seen the world
From Japan to Afghanistan
Hey! ho!

Everybody thought that I was gone for good
But I’m back - understood
Hey! ho!

I’ve been through the snow and the storm
Felt the cold
No one to keep me warm
Agony and pain

Falco rides again - bang bang
I won’t break
I won’t bend
Falco rides again
It’s me and my gang
I came back just like a boomerang
I’ll fight ’till the end
Falco rides again
I’ve been up, I’ve been down
I’ve been pushed around
Beated, mistreated,
Gagged and bound
Hey! ho!

Not a soul in the world thought I would survive
Took every muscle in my body to stay alive
Hey! ho!
I’ll break down the walls
No more defeat
I want the taste of victory
Revenge is sweet

... rides again!

That's When My Woman Begins
Composer(s): Jerry Gillespie
Performer(s): Tommy Overstreet



Little Bo Peep with a broom and a mop
A bulge in her cheek from a tootsie roll pop
Now who would believe that little girl is my wife

She looks like a child but she's already grown
With everyday problems and kids of her own
And she is the main foundation of my life

Oh, ain't she a picture of sunshine
Fresh as the breeze in the air
Right from her little girl dimples
To the ribbons of pink in her hair

But nighttime will find her a lady
And when that lady comes to me again
Well that's when my little girl pauses
And that's when my woman begins

She still throws a tantrum whenever she's mad
Cries at the movies whenever they're sad
And she pouts like a child when she doesn't get her way

But I wouldn't change anything for the world
I've spoiled her I know, but she's my little girl
And she makes everything alright at the end of the day

Now ain't she a picture of sunshine
Fresh as the breeze in the air
Right from her little girl dimples
To the ribbons of pink in her hair

But nighttime will find her a lady
And when that lady comes to me again
Well that's when my little girl pauses
And that's when my woman begins

Yeah ain't she a picture of sunshine
Fresh as the breeze in the air
Right from her little girl dimples
To the ribbons of pink in her hair

But nighttime will find her a lady
And when that lady comes to me again
Well that's when my little girl pauses
And that's when my woman begins

Calico Girlfriend
Composer(s): Michael Nesmith
Performer(s): Michael Nesmith



Me and my calico girlfriend
Starting a set of new rules 
Watching the stars as they drop in
Making the nighttime a fool

Wandering over a roadway
Changing the signs of the times
Looking for love and a new day
Seeing with more than our eyes

Keeper of men and of shadow 
Follow us up to the top
Taking the latch off the window
Giving us more than we dropped

Me and my Calico Girlfriend
Suddenly stare at the face
Of time and its hope that we'll win
Then softly drop out of the race

Keeper of men and of shadow 
Follow us up to the top
Taking a latch off the window
Giving us more than we dropped

Me and my Calico Girlfriend
Suddenly stare at the face
Of time and its hope that we'll win
Then softly drop out of the race

Fakin' It
Composer(s): Paul Simon
Performer(s): Simon & Garfunkel



When she goes, she's gone 
If she stays, she stays here 
The girl does what she wants to do 
She knows what she wants to do 
And I know I'm fakin' it 
I'm not really makin' it 

I'm such a dubious soul 
And a walk in the garden 
Wears me down 
Tangled in the fallen vines 
Pickin' up the punch lines 
I've just been fakin' it 
Not really makin' it 

Is there any danger? 
No, no, not really 
Just lean on me 
Takin' time to treat 
Your friendly neighbors honestly 
I've just been fakin' it 
I'm not really makin' it 
This feeling of fakin' it
I still haven't shaken it 

Prior to this lifetime 
I surely was a tailor 
Look at me 
("Good morning, Mr. Leitch
Have you had a busy day?") 
I own the tailor's face and hands 
I am the tailor's face and hands 
I know I'm fakin' it 
I'm not really makin' it 
This feeling of fakin' it
I still haven't shaken it

That's When I'll Stop Loving You
Composer(s): Vernon Harrell
Performer(s): Linda Jones (with The O'Jays)



(That's when I'll stop loving you)
(That's when I'll stop loving you)

When the birds no longer use wings to fly, no-no
And the raindrops stop falling, yeah, from the sky, oh yeah
When mathmeticians find, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, that one plus
one isn't two
Now doncha know that that's when, ah doncha know that's
when I'll stop lovin' you, Baby
Oh-oh-oh-ooh, stop lovin' ya, Darlin', yeah

When there is no remedy for, oh-ooh, for aches an', for
aches and pains, yeah-yeah-yeah
And when the flowers, the flowers they no longer, no longer
grow from the rain, oh-ooh, yeah-yeah
And when old Broadway, Broadway changes to Fifth Avenue
Now doncha know that that's when, oh-oooh, that's when I'll
stop lovin' you, aw Baby, no-ooh
The only way I'll stop lovin' ya, Darlin'

You've shown me the joy love can truly bring, yes ya did now
And you made my, my sad life like the first day, like the
first day, woooooooooooh, the first day of Spring
Oo-oo-oo-ooh, now when the rays of the Sun are gone
No longer, it no longer gives us heat
And this ol' heart of mine, don't y'all know, that one day
it's gonna refuse to beat
And one last thing I've got to say
And if I wake, if I awake and find there's no more, no more
mornin' dew
Now doncha know that that's when, ooooooooooooo...

Cálice
Composer(s): Chico Buarque - Gilberto Gil
Performer(s): Chico Buarque
and multiple other artists



Pai, afasta de mim esse cálice
Pai, afasta de mim esse cálice
Pai, afasta de mim esse cálice
De vinho tinto de sangue

Como beber dessa bebida amarga
Tragar a dor, engolir a labuta
Mesmo calada a boca, resta o peito
Silêncio na cidade não se escuta
De que me vale ser filho da santa
Melhor seria ser filho da outra
Outra realidade menos morta
Tanta mentira, tanta força bruta

Como é difícil acordar calado
Se na calada da noite eu me dano
Quero lançar um grito desumano
Que é uma maneira de ser escutado
Ese silêncio todo me atordoa
Atordoado eu permaneço atento
Na arquibancada pra a qualquer momento
Ver emergir o monstro da lagoa

De muito gorda a proca já não anda
De muito suada a faca já não corta
Como é difícilo, pai, abrir a porta
Essa palavra presa na garganta
Esse pileque homérico no mundo
De que adianta ter boa vontgade
Mesmo calado o peito, resta a cuca
Dos bêbados do centro da cidade

Talvez o mundo não seja pequeno
Nem seja a vida um fato consumado
Quero inventar o meu próprio pecado
Quero morrer do meu próprio veneno
Quero perder de vez tua cabeça
Minha cabeça perder teu juízo
Quero cheirar fumaça de óleo diesel
Me embriagar até que alguém me esqueça

Faits Divers
Composer(s): Bernard Lavilliers
Performer(s): Bernard Lavilliers



Comment va le monde? Il est rouge sang
Et à mon avis, il l'est pour longtemps
Comment va la vie? Il y a des endroits
Elle vaut dix dollars combien je te dois
Comment va l'amour? Il joue les absents
Demande aux vautours de gagner du temps
Comment va le monde? Il est rouge sang
Et à mon avis, il l'est pour longtemps

Après bien des années d'errance
Et de silence embarrassé
Des hommes n'ont toujours pas de nationalité
Comment parler de non-violence
À un amour qu'on a violé?
La dignité n'est pas votre spécialité

Comment va la guerre? Elle va comme elle va
Elle est planétaire, on se reverra
Comment va la banque? La banque surnage
Pour les grands requins y a pas de naufrage
Comment va la mort? Record absolu
Toujours très discrète, je n'en sais pas plus
Comment va la guerre? Elle va comme elle va
Elle est planétaire, on se reverra
Elle est planétaire, on se reverra

Après bien des années d'errance
Et de silence embarrassé
Des hommes n'ont toujours pas de nationalité
Comment parler de non-violence
A un amour qu'on a violé?
La dignité n'est pas votre spécialité

Je ne veux plus gueuler: "Comment va le monde?"
Et qu'on me réponde: "Il va comme il va"
Comment va la vie? Elle n'est pas très fière
Sur ces cinq colonnes dans les faits divers
Comment va l'amour quand il vous a vu?
A fait demi-tour, on n'en parle plus
Je ne veux plus gueuler: "Comment va le monde? "
Et qu'on me réponde: "Il va comme il va"

Après bien des années d'errance
De populations déplacées
La solitude n'a pas de nationalité
Il faudrait casser ce silence
Vous l'avez mal interprété
La dignité n'est pas votre spécialité

Comment va le monde? Il est rouge sang
Et à mon avis, il l'est pour longtemps
Comment va l'amour? Il joue les absents
Demande aux vautours de gagner du temps
Comment va la vie? Elle n'est pas très fière
Sur ces cinq colonnes dans les faits divers

That's What You Mean To Me
Composer(s): George Graff Jr. - George H. Gartlan



I know that you love me, you know I love you 
But you wonder, if days to be 
Will find us the same, let me answer, dear 
Do you know what you mean to me?

Every rose has it's fragrance
The skies have the stars
And the night has the day to be 
The day has the sunshine, but I have you
And you're all that and more to me

All that the sunshine means to the rose 
And blossoms mean to the tree
All that the spring time to the earth 
And rivers mean to the sea
All that their singing means to the birds 
And honey means to the bee 
All that a girl ever meant to a boy 
That's what you mean to me

Calendar Girl
((French Version: Tout Au Long Du Calendrier (Sylvie Vartan) - 1961))
Composer(s): Neil Sedaka - Howard Greenfield
First release: Neil Sedaka with Stan Applebaum and His Orch. - 1960Neil Sedaka with Stan Applebaum and His Orchestra
Covered by multiple other artists



I love, I love, I love my calendar girl
Yeah, sweet calendar girl
I love, I love, I love my calendar girl
Each and every day of the year

(January) You start the year off fine
(February) You're my little valentine
(March) I'm gonna march you down the aisle
(April) You're the Easter Bunny when you smile
Yeah, yeah, my heart's in a whirl
I love, I love, I love my little calendar girl
Every day (every day), every day (every day) of the year
(Every day of the year)

(May) Maybe if I ask your dad and mom
(June) They'll let me take you to the Junior Prom
(July) Like a firecracker all aglow
(August) When you're on the beach you steal the show

Yeah, yeah, my heart's in a whirl
I love, I love, I love my little calendar girl
Every day (every day), every day (every day) of the year
(Every day of the year)

(September) I light the candles at your Sweet Sixteen
(October) Romeo and Juliet on Halloween
(November) I'll give thanks that you belong to me
(December) You're the present underneath my Christmas tree

Yeah, yeah, my heart's in a whirl
I love, I love, I love my little calendar girl
Every day (every day), every day (every day) of the year

I love, I love, I love my calendar girl
Yeah, sweet calendar girl
I love, I love, I love my calendar girl
Yeah, sweet calendar girl
I love, I love, I love my calendar girl