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  • 05-11-1973
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    El Boxeador
    ((Adapted from: The Boxer (Simon and Garfunkel) - 1969))
    Composer(s): Paul Simon - Miguel Bosé
    Performer(s): Laredo - 1978



    Soy un pobre diablo
    y de mi nada sabréis
    Malgasté todas mis fuerzas
    en montones de promesas
    que eran burlas, ni una verdad
    Pero un hombre sólo escucha
    lo que quiere escuchar

    na na naa, nana na nana na

    Y dejé familia y casa
    era apenas un chaval
    Para mí todo era extraño
    en la paz de una estación
    perdido y asustado

    Espiar
    frecuentar los barrios bajos
    su miseria y suciedad
    entre vagabundos prefería estar

    Lai la lai, lai la lai la la la lai
    lai la lai, lai la lai lai la lai
    lai la la la la lai

    Voy buscando algún trabajo
    pido paga sindical
    pero no hay ofertas
    sólo una proposición de prostitutas
    He de admitir
    que hubo veces sólo y triste
    que encontré consuelo allí...

    na na naa, nana na nana na

    Lai la lai, lai la lai la la la lai
    lai la lai, lai la lai lai la lai
    lai la la la la lai

    Preparando el nuevo invierno
    pienso en casa y en volver
    Vuelta atrás
    Donde el viento de ciudad
    no me desangre más

    Vuelta a casa, otra vez
    en el Rin un boxeador
    un luchador de profesión
    Lleva huellas en la cara
    del guante que le pegó
    y que le cortó hasta que gritara

    De vergüenza y de rabia
    yo me marcho, yo me marcho
    Pega duro y no se va hmm...

    Lai la lai, lai la lai la la la lai
    lai la lai, lai la lai lai la lai
    lai la la la la lai



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    Can't Get My Motor To Start Composer(s): Carla Bley - Neil Rosengarden Performer(s): Nick Mason; Judi Silvano; Neil Rosengarden



    Can't get my motor to start
    Can't get my motor to start
    Can't get my motor to start
    Can't get my motor to start
    Can't you get it to go?
    Is your battery low?
    No, I don't think so

    Try pullin' out on the choke
    Try lookin' under the hood
    Try pullin' out on the choke
    Try lookin' under the hood
    Lookin' under the hood
    never did any good
    The choke must be broke

    Try beatin' down with your feet
    Looks like she's startin' to crank
    Let's pour the gasoline out
    Try puttin' beer in the tank
    Bring the beer over here
    'cause I need it to steer

    Try pullin' out all the wires
    Try stuffin' cheese in the cracks
    Try dynamitin' the tank
    Smash all the glass with an ax
    Do you have any grease?
    Pour it over the seats

    What did you do to my car?
    What did you do to my car?
    What did you do to my car?
    What did you do to my car?
    Well we took it apart
    But we can't make it start

    We wanna go for a ride
    Let's push it over the hill
    We wanna go for a ride
    Let's push it over the hill
    Better not get inside
    'cause she's startin' to slide



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    Fever
    Composer(s): John Davenport; Eddie Cooley
    Performer(s): Elvis Presley;
    and various other artists



    Never know how much I love you
    Never know how much I care
    When you put your arms around me
    I get a fever that’s so hard to bear

    You give me fever when you kiss me
    Fever when you hold me tight
    Fever in the morning
    Fever all through the night

    Ev’rybody’s got the fever
    that is something you all know
    Fever isn’t such a new thing
    Fever started long ago

    Sun lights up the daytime
    Moon lights up the night
    I light up when you call my name
    And you know I’m gonna treat you right

    You give me fever when you kiss me
    Fever when you hold me tight
    Fever in the morning
    Fever all through the night

    Romeo loved Juliet
    Juliet she felt the same
    When he put his arms around her
    He said, Julie baby, you’re my flame

    Thou givest fever when we kisseth
    Fever with thy flaming youth
    Fever, I’m afire
    Fever, yea I burn forsooth

    Captain Smith and Pocahontas
    Had a very mad affair
    When her daddy tried to kill him
    She said Daddy-o don’t you dare

    He gives me fever with his kisses
    Fever when he holds me tight
    Fever, I’m his Missus,
    Oh daddy, won’t you treat him right

    Now you’ve listened to my story
    Here’s the point that I have made
    Cats were born to give chicks fever
    Be it Fahrenheit or centigrade

    They give you fever when you kiss them
    Fever if you live and learn
    Fever till you sizzle
    What a lovely way to burn
    What a lovely way to burn
    What a lovely way to burn




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    04-11-1973
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    The Bowery
    Composer(s): Percy Gaunt - Charles H. Hoyt
    Performer(s): Mantovani; Richard Perry



    Oh! The night that I struck New York
    I went out for a quiet walk
    Folks who are "on to" the city say
    Better by far that I took Broadway
    But I was out to enjoy the sights
    There was the Bow'ry ablaze with lights
    I had one of the devil's own nights
    I'll never go there any more

    The Bowery! the Bowery!
    They say such things and they do strange things
    On the Bowery! The Bowery!
    I'll never go there any more

    I had walked but a block or two
    When up came a fellow and me he knew
    Then a policeman came walking by
    Chased him away and I asked him, "Why?"
    "Wasn't he pulling your leg?" said he
    Said I, "He never laid hands on me!"
    "Get off the Bow'ry, you yep!" said he
    I'll never go there any more

    The Bowery! the Bowery!
    They say such things and they do strange things
    On the Bowery! The Bowery!
    I'll never go there any more

    I went into an auction store
    I never saw any thieves before
    First he sold me a pair of socks
    Then said he, "How much for the box"?
    Someone said,"two dollars," I said "Three"
    He emptied the box and gave it to me
    "I sold you the box, not the socks," said he
    I'll never go there any more

    The Bowery! the Bowery!
    They say such things and they do strange things
    On the Bowery! The Bowery!
    I'll never go there any more

    I went into a concert hall
    I didn't have a good time at all
    Just the minute that I sat down
    Girls began singing "New Coon in Town"
    I got up mad and spoke out free
    "Somebody put that man out," said she
    A man called a bouncer attended to me
    I'll never go there anymore

    The Bowery! the Bowery!
    They say such things and they do strange things
    On the Bowery! The Bowery!
    I'll never go there any more

    I went into a barber shop
    He talked till I thought he would never stop
    I said, "Cut it short," he misunderstood
    Clipped down my hair just as close as he could
    He shaved with a razor that scratched like a pin
    Took off my whiskers and most of my chin
    That was the worst scrape I ever got in
    I'll never go there any more

    The Bowery! the Bowery!
    They say such things and they do strange things
    On the Bowery! The Bowery!
    I'll never go there any more

    I struck a place that they called a "dive"
    I was in luck to get out alive
    When the policeman heard my woes
    Saw my black eyes and my battered nose
    "You've been held up!" said the copper fly!
    "No, sir! But I've been knocked down!" said I
    Then he laughed, tho' I couldn't see why!
    I'll never go there any more

    The Bowery! the Bowery!
    They say such things and they do strange things
    On the Bowery! The Bowery!
    I'll never go there any more



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    Ik Krijg Je Maar Niet Uit Mijn Hoofd ((Adapted from: Can't Get It Out Of My Head (by Electric Light Orchestra) - 1974)) ((Italian Version: Come Un Ponte Sull'acqua Che Va (by Patti Pravo) - 1975)) Composer(s): Jeff Lynne - Dirk Blanchart Performer(s): Dirk Blanchart - 1998



    Schreeuwen van de daken
    Het lijkt wel onder water
    Had ik je maar nooit gekend
    Alle blikken afgewend

    Want ik krijg je maar niet uit mijn hoofd
    Nee, ik krijg je maar niet uit mijn hoofd
    Je hebt mij van mijn zinnen beroofd
    En ik krijg je maar niet uit mijn hoofd

    't Regent alle dagen
    In mijn woestijn zonder water
    Drank vloeit er in overvloed
    Niet dat het er veel toe doet

    Want ik krijg je maar niet uit mijn hoofd
    Nee, ik krijg je maar niet uit mijn hoofd
    Veel te veel in van alles geloofd
    En ik krijg je maar niet uit mijn hoofd
    Nee nee nee

    Alles op zijn kop, zelfs de snelheid
    Van het licht verandert
    Alles op zijn tijd
    Alles op zijn tijd

    Had ik je maar nooit gekend
    Was ik maar in Dixieland

    Want ik krijg je maar niet uit mijn hoofd
    Ik krijg je maar niet uit mijn hoofd
    Je hebt mij van mijn zinnen beroofd
    En ik krijg je maar niet uit mijn hoofd

    Nee ik krijg je maar niet uit mijn hoofd
    (Uit mijn lijf, uit mijn ziel
    Jij bent veel te veel promille
    Voor een vent die naar de sterren staart)
    Veel te veel in van alles geloofd
    En ik krijg je maar niet uit mijn hoofd
    Oh nee

    Alles op zijn kop en alles op zijn tijd



    Categorie:Nederl. Songs

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    Fever
    Composer(s): Joe Perry; Steven Tyler
    Performer(s): Aerosmith



    I got a rip in my pants and a hole in my brand new shoes
    I got a Margarita nose and a breath full of Mad Dog Booze

    chorus: I got the fever, fever, fever, fever

    Yeah they threw me outta jail I tell ya it ain't fair
    I tried to kiss the judge from the electrica' chair
    Yeah we're all here 'cause we're not all there tonight

    The guitar's cranked and the bass man's blown a fuse
    And when the whole gang bangs tell me then what's your excuse?

    chorus

    Fever gives ya lust with an appetite
    It hits ya like the fangs from a rattlesnake bite
    We're all here 'cause we're not all there tonight

    We can't run away from trouble
    There ain't no place that far
    But if we do it right at the speed of light
    There's the back seat of my car, caviar

    I was feelin' so high I forgot what day
    Now I'm feelin' low down even slow
    Seems way to fast And now the booze don't work
    'Cause the drugs ran out of gas

    chorus

    The buzz that you be gettin' from the
    Crack don't last
    I'd rather be O.D.in' on the
    Crack of her ass
    Yeah we're all here 'cause we're not
    All there tonight

    My first time ever lover
    We fell asleep out on the lawn
    And when I woke up I was all alone
    Makin' love to the Crack of Dawn
    So yo, I beg yo pardon sir,
    The gangster of love rides again

    You know I gotta chill
    It gimme such a thrill
    Like a burnin' plague
    Yeah get outta my way

    Fever may be Hell and a cross to bear
    As long as I'm in heaven honey I don't care
    You look so good baby look so fine
    I tell you you're the image of a perfect crime
    You get so tired holdin' on so tight
    If you think you're goin' crazy
    Well you may be right

    chorus

    Yeah we're all here 'cause we're not
    All there that's right




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    03-11-1973
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    Bottle Let Me Down
    Composer(s): Merle Haggard
    First release by: Merle Haggard and The Strangers - 1966
    Covered by multiple other artists



    Each night I leave the barroom when it's over
    Not feeling any pain at closing time
    But tonite your memory found me much too sober
    Couldn't drink enough to keep you off my mind

    Tonite the bottle let me down
    And let your memory come around
    The one true friend I thought I'd found
    Tonite the bottle let me down

    I've always had a bottle I could turn to
    And lately I've been turning every day
    But the wine don't take effect the way it used to
    I'm hurtin' in that old familiar way

    Tonite the bottle let me down
    And let your memory come around
    The one true friend I thought I'd found
    Tonite the bottle let me down



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Can't Get It Out Of My Head
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    Can't Get It Out Of My Head Composer(s): Jeff Lynne First release by: Electric Light Orchestra - 1974 Covered by multiple other artists Versions In Other Languages: 1975 - Come Un Ponte Sull'acqua Che Va (by Patty Pravo) 1998 - Ik Krijg Je Maar Niet Uit Mijn Hoofd (by Dirk Blanchart)



    I saw the ocean's daughter Walking on a wave she came staring as she called my name And I can't get it out of my head no, I can't get it out of my head Now my old world is gone for dead 'cos I can't get it out of my head Breakdown on the shoreline can't move, it's an ebbtide Morning don't get here till night searching for her silver light And I can't get it out of my head no, I can't get it out of my head Now my old world is gone for dead 'cos I can't get it out of my head, no no Bank job in the city Robin Hood and William Tell and Ivanhoe and Lancelot, they don't envy me, yeh Sitting till the sun goes down in dreams the world keep going round and round And I can't get it out of my head no, I can't get it out of my head Now my old world is gone for dead 'cos I can't get it out of my head, no no No, I can't get it out of my head no, I can't get it out of my head Now my old world is gone for dead 'cos I can't get it out of my head, no no no no



    Categorie:Eng. Songs
    Tags:Electric Light Orchestra

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    Feuilles-O
    (Traditional)
    Performer(s): Simon & Garfunkel



    Feuilles oh, sauvé la vie moin dans mizé moin yé oh
    Feuilles oh, sauvé la vie moin dans mizé moin yé oh
    Petit mou malade moin kouri caye gang gang, si me lo
    Petit mou malade moin kouri caye gang gang, si lu bon gang gang
    Sauvé la vie moin dans mizé moin yé oh

    Willie works as the garden man
    He plants trees, he burns leaves
    He makes money for himself
    Often I stop with his words on my mind
    Do spacemen pass dead souls on their way to the moon?

    Petit mou malade moin kouri caye gang gang, si me lo
    Petit mou malade moin kouri caye gang gang, si lu bon gang gang
    Sauvé la vie moin dans mizé moin ye oh, dans mizé moin yé oh




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    02-11-1973
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    The Bottle
    Composer(s): Pat Green
    Performer(s): Pat Green



    Now women and whiskey, they ain't the answer
    Lord, I just know that this is true
    But the way that I'm feeling, I just might be thinking
    Lord, tonight they just might have to do

    I've spent a lot of long and lonely nights in honky tonk taverns
    I was two fisted drinking, fighting back against the wall
    And I know it's a problem, a now-win situation
    But I can't seem to resist that old whiskey bar

    So pour me a drink, why don't you give me the bottle
    Sit me down in the corner, until we're two sheets gone
    And don't tell me no stories about a good hearted woman
    I want to hear Your Cheatin' Heart and cry all night long

    Now me and my buddies, we got a lot in common
    We all wish that we could take time and just turn it around
    Take us back to the good lod days, hard work and cowboy ways
    Take us to a swingin' door saloon, this is what I'm gonna say

    So pour me a drink, why don't you give me the bottle
    Sit me down in the corner, until we're two sheets gone
    And don't tell me no stories about a good hearted woman
    I want to hear Your Cheatin' Heart and cry all night long

    So pour me a drink, why don't you give me the bottle
    Sit me down in the corner, until we're two sheets gone
    And don't tell me no stories about a good hearted woman
    I want to hear Your Cheatin' Heart and cry all night long



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    Covered by multiple other artistsCan't Get Enough Of Your Love, Babe Composer(s): Barry White First release by: Barry White - 1974 Covered by multiple other artists



    I’ve heard people say that
    Too much of anything is not good for you, baby
    But I don’t know about that
    As many times as we’ve loved
    We’ve shared love and made love
    It doesn’t seem to me like it’s enough
    There’s just not enough, baby
    There’s just not enough
    Oh, oh, baby
    Uh-uh

    My darling, I
    Can’t get enough of your love, babe
    Girl, I don’t know, I don’t know why
    I can’t get enough of your love, babe

    Oh, some things I can’t get used to
    No matter how I try
    It’s like the more you give, the more I want
    And baby, that’s no lie, oh, no, babe

    Tell me, what can I say, what am I gonna do
    How should I feel when everything is you
    What kind of love is this that you’re givin’ me
    Is it in your kiss or just because you’re sweet

    Girl, all I know
    Is every time you’re here
    I feel the change
    Somethin’ moves
    I scream your name
    Look what you got me doin’

    Darling, I
    Can’t get enough of your love, babe
    Girl, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know why
    I can’t get enough of your love, babe, oh, no, babe

    Girl, if I can only make you see
    And make you understand
    Girl, your love for me is all I need
    And more than I can stand, oh, well, babe

    How can I explain all the things I feel
    You’ve given me so much, girl, you’re so unreal
    Still I keep loving you more and more each time
    Girl, what am I gonna do because you’re blowin’ my mind

    I get the same old feelin’
    Every time you’re here
    I feel the change
    Somethin’ moves
    I scream your name
    Look what you got me doin’

    Darling, I
    Can’t get enough of your love, babe
    Girl, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know why
    I can’t get enough of your love, babe

    Oh, my darling, I
    Can’t get enough of your love, babe, oh, babe
    Girl, I don’t know, I don’t know why
    I can’t get enough of your love, babe

    Darling, I
    Can’t get enough of your love, babe



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    Tags:Barry White

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    Feuille Vole
    Performer(s): Guy Béart



    Autrefois, les feuilles ne volaient jamais
    elles jalousaient les oiseaux qui passaient
    Elles dirent au soleil: "Vous qui êtes si fort
    donnez-nous l'audace de prendre enfin notre essor"
    Une brise douce aussitôt se leva
    De sa branche une imprudente s'envola
    d'autres la suivirent dans les airs tourbillonnants
    Les feuilles dansaient heureuses, libres maintenant
    Feuille, vole, vole, danse avec le vent
    dans la farandole des joyeux vivants
    Va vers la lumière comme les oiseaux
    loin de nos poussières plus haut
    Mais le vent volage s'en alla bientôt
    Les feuilles abandonnées tombaient de haut
    Quand on n'est pas un oiseau, du ciel on redescend
    Voici pourquoi les feuilles mortes tombent ensembl'
    Cette histoire vraie n'est pas vraiment morale
    tous les jours je vole vers mon idéal
    et moi, j'aime cette feuille qui voudrait voler
    car qui ne veut pas voler est déjà enterré
    Feuille, vole vole, tombe, tombe aussi
    Pauvre feuille folle, merci!




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    01-11-1973
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    Chiribiribin
    ((English, French, & Italian Versions:
    Ciribiribin (They're So in Love) (Harry James); Ciribiribin (Elyane Célis); Ciribiribin (Grace Moore))
    Composer(s): Alberto Pestalozza
    Performer(s): Willy & Willeke Alberti



    Chiribiribin pom pom pom pom
    Chiribiribin pom pom pom pom
    Chiribiribin pom pom pom pom
    Chiribiribin pom pom pom pom

    In Spanje vond ik een liedje
    Ik hoorde 't langs 't strand
    Het was of dit melodietje
    Lag te zonnen in 't zand

    't Kriebelde aan je benen
    Het zat ergens op je rug
    Het kroop langs je blote tenen
    Langs je hand en dan weer terug

    Ergens in de branding zong een meneer
    Lalalalalala lalalala
    En op een terrasje, daar klonk alweer
    Lalalalalala lalalala

    Chiribiribin pom pom pom pom
    Chiribiribin pom pom pom pom
    Chiribiribin pom pom pom pom
    Chiribiribin pom pom pom pom

    Ik lag aan de Costa Brava
    Ik at lekker in Madrid
    De kok zei "voor de paella
    Ken je dit, dit wordt een hit"

    Dit liedje is heel bijzonder
    Dit liedje dat maakt je blij
    Nu hoor je het in de poleder
    In de stad en langs de wei

    Als je 't niet gelooft zing 't dan maar na
    Lalalalalala lalalala
    Zelfs een pessimist zegt nog lachend "ja"
    Lalalalalala lalalala

    Chiribiribin pom pom pom pom
    Chiribiribin pom pom pom pom
    Chiribiribin pom pom pom pom
    Chiribiribin pom pom pom pom

    Chiribiribin pom pom pom pom
    Chiribiribin pom pom pom pom
    Chiribiribin pom pom pom pom
    Chiribiribin pom pom pom pom

    Chiribiribin pom pom pom pom
    Chiribiribin pom pom pom pom
    Chiribiribin pom pom pom pom
    Chiribiribin pom pom pom pom



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Can't Get Enough Of You
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    Can't Get Enough Of You
    Composer(s): Eddy Grant
    Performer(s): Eddy Grant



    Just sit down in the back row
    If you wanna play in my game
    Guess you won't have to worry
    'cause all films look the same
    Just put your arms around me
    And I'll make you sing out of tune
    Won't nobody watch you
    'cause we're lovers in the same room

    Oh wah
    a one
    two
    three

    Put your sweet lips closer to me
    This is not F One two three
    And this is not back row anymore
    I can't get enough of you

    Can't get enough love

    Can't get enough of you

    I can't get enough of your love
    Can't get enough of you

    Sit yourself beside me now
    And imagine that we're one and not two
    I don't wanna shock you
    But
    Baby
    I'm in love with you
    Sit yourself beside me now
    You better close your pretty eyes when I say
    Oh wah
    a one
    two
    three

    Oh
    just one knock on my door
    Baby
    And when your people ask you
    At home if you enjoyed the show

    Did you like Clark Gable
    Say "l think so but I don't know"
    Oh
    say you saw a sweet guy

    Oh
    can't remember his name
    And the way that he kissed was
    Like Clark Gable the same

    Oh wah
    a one
    two
    three



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Festa Do Interior
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    Festa Do Interior
    Composer(s): Morais Moreira; Abel Silva
    Performer(s): Gal Costa



    Fagulhas, pontas de agulhas
    Brilham estrelas de São João
    Babados, xotes e xaxados
    Segura as pontas meu coração
    Bombas na guerra-magia
    Ninguém matava, ninguém morria
    Nas trincheiras da alegria
    O que explodia era o amor
    Nas trincheiras da alegria
    O que explodia era o amor
    Bis

    E ardia aquela fogueira
    Que me esquenta a vida inteira
    Eterna noite sempre a primeira
    Festa do Interior

    Bis

    Tatarata tata tata...




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    31-10-1973
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    The Boston Rag
    Composer(s): Walter Becker - Donald Fagen
    Performer(s): Steely Dan



    Any news was good news
    And the feeling was bad at home
    I was out of mind and you
    Were on the phone
    Lonnie was the kingpin
    Back in nineteen sixty-five
    I was singing this song
    When Lonnie came alive

    Bring back the Boston Rag
    Tell all your buddies
    That it ain't no drag
    Bring back the Boston Rag

    You were Lady Bayside
    There was nothing that I could do
    So I pointed my car down
    Seventh Avenue
    Lonnie swept the playroom
    And he swallowed up all he found
    It was forty-eight hours til
    Lonnie came around



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Can't Get Enough
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    Can't Get Enough ((Finnish Version: Älä Härnää (by Kirka) - 1975)) Composer(s): Mick Ralphs First release by: Bad Company - 1974



    Well I take, whatever I want
    And baby, I want you
    You give me something I need
    Now tell me I got something for you
    Come on, come on, come on and do it
    Come on, and do what you do

    I can't get enough of your luva, huh
    I can't get enough of your luuva
    I can't get enough of your luuuva

    Listen!
    Well it's late and I want love
    Love that's gonna break me in two
    Gonna hang me up in the doorway
    Gonna hang me up like ya do yeah!
    Come on, come on, come on and do it
    Come on
    Come on do what you do
    Woah!

    I can't get enough of your luva
    I can't get enough of your luuva huh
    I can't get enough of your luuuva what I say now

    I can't get enough of your luva, ow!
    I can't get enough of your luuva
    Aah!
    I can't get enough of your luuuva say it again?
    Uh huh

    I can't get enough of your luva
    I can't get enough of your luuva
    Ooh!
    I can't get enough of your luuuva

    And I gotta tell you baby that
    I love you so much I can't get enough of your love
    I love you so much I can't get enough of your love
    I can't get enough of your love
    You know what I'm saying baby
    I can't get enough of your luva

    I can't get enough, enough of your luv
    I can't get enough, enough of your luv hah
    I can't get enough of your luuuva
    Yeah this one this one
    Woah!
    O come on baby come on my little child lover
    Ooooooh



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Festa Da Natureza
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    Festa Da Natureza
    Composer(s): Gereba; Patativa do Assaré
    Performer(s): Raimundo Fagner



    Chegando o tempo do inverno
    Tudo é amoroso e terno
    No fundo do pai eterno
    Sua bondade sem fim

    Sertão amargo esturricado
    Ficando transformado
    No mais imenso jardim
    Num lindo quadro de beleza

    Do campo até na floresta
    As aves lá se manifestam
    Compondo a sagrada orquestra
    Da natureza em festa

    Tudo é paz tudo é carinho
    No despertar de seus ninhos
    Cantam alegres os passarinhos
    O camponês vai prazenteiro

    Plantar o seu feijão ligeiro
    Pois é o que vinga primeiro
    Nas terras do meu sertão
    Depois que o poder celeste

    Mandar a chuva pro nordeste
    De verde a terra se veste
    E corre água em borbotão

    A mata com seu verdume
    E as fulô com seu perfume
    Se enfeita com vagalumes
    Nas noites de escuridão

    Nesta festa alegre e boa
    Canta o sapo na lagoa
    O trovão no ar reboa

    Com a força desta água nova
    O peixe e o sapo na desova
    O camaleão que se renova
    No verde-cana que cor

    Grande cordão de borboletas
    Amarelinhas brancas e pretas
    Fazendo tanta pirueta
    Com medo do bentiví

    Entre a mata verdejante
    Seu pajé extravagante
    O gavião assartante
    Que vai atrás da jurití

    Nesta harmonia comum
    Num alegre zum zum zum
    Cantam todos os bichinhos...




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    30-10-1973
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    The Boss
    Composer(s): Nickolas Ashford - Valerie Simpson
    Performer(s): Diana Ross



    Fancy me
    Thought I had my degree
    In life and how love
    Ought to be a run

    I had a one step plan to prove it
    Guide in my pocket for fools
    Folly and fun
    Love had to show me one thing

    I was so right
    So right
    Thought I could turn emotion
    On and off
    I was so sure
    So sure (I was so sure)
    But love taught me
    Who was who was who was the boss
    (Taught me who was who was the boss)

    I'd defy
    Anyone who claimed that I
    Didn't control whatever moved in my soul
    I could tempt
    Touch delight
    Just because you fell for me
    Why should I feel uptight
    Love had to show me one thing:

    I was so right
    So right
    Thought I could turn emotion
    On and off
    I was so sure
    So sure (I was so sure)
    But love taught me
    Who was who was who was the boss
    (Taught me who was who was the boss)

    Love taught me
    Taught me
    Taught me
    Taught me

    I was so right
    So right
    Thought I could turn emotion
    On and off
    I was so sure
    So sure (I was so sure)
    But love taught me
    Who was who was who was the boss
    (Taught me who was who was the boss)



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    Can't Get By Without You Composer(s): Michael Denne - Ken Gold Performer(s): The Real Thing



    No way - no way - no way When I leave your door when we say good-night It hurts me more and more 'cause girl it just ain't right To end the day like this with no more than a kiss And spend the night just dreaming of the things we're gonna miss If I have my way girl we'd be together more and more each day We'd go on forever lovers hand in hand can't you understand Girl you've got to be my woman I've got to be your man! 'Cause I can't get by without you I need you more each day The way I feel about you leaves nothing more to say 'Cause I love you girl I need you And I can't get by without you - no way! It's a sad affair wasting precious time that you and I could share Girl it's such a crime to hear you call my name it's a crying shame When we're not together then there's only time to blame There will come a day girl I do believe It's not too far away when I can say good-night And still be by your side to dry the tears you cried And I'll have all the love I need to keep me satisfied 'Cause I can't get by without you I need you more each day I can't get by without you I need you more each day Can't get by without you - can't get by without you Can't get by without you I can't get by without you I need you more each day I can't get by without you I need you more each day



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