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  • 24-01-1974
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    The Continental ((aka The Painless Dentist Song (Allan Sherman)) Composer(s): Con Conrad - Herbert Magidson Performer(s): Fred Astaire & Ginger Rogers



    Ginger:
    Beautiful music...
    Dangerous rhythm...
    It's something daring, The Continental
    A way of dancing that's really 'entre nous'
    It's very subtle, The Continental
    Because it does what you want it to do
    It has a passion, The Continental
    An invitation to moonlight and romance
    It's quite the fashion, The Continental
    Because you tell of your love while you dance
    Your lips whisper so tenderly
    Her eyes answer your song
    Two bodies swaying, The Continental
    And you are saying just what you're dreaming of
    So keep on dancing, The Continental
    For it's a song of romance and of love
    You kiss while you're dancing

    (Fred: Not a bad idea)

    The Continental, hmmmmm
    It's continental
    You sing while you're dancing
    Your voice is gentle and sentimental
    You stroll together arm in arm
    You nonchalantly glide along with grace and charm
    You will find while you're dancing
    That there's a rhythm in your heart and soul
    A certain rhythm that you can't control
    And you will do
    The Continental all the time



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Car Wash (Rose Royce)
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    Car Wash
    Composer(s): Norman Whitfield
    Performer(s): Rose Royce
    and multiple other artists



    Ooh ooh
    You might not ever get rich
    But let me tell ya it's better than diggin' a ditch
    There ain't no tellin' who you might meet
    A movie star or maybe even an Indian chief

    (Workin')
    At the car wash
    Workin' at the car wash, girl
    Come on and sing it with me
    (Car wash)
    Sing it with the feelin' ya'all
    (Car wash, girl)

    Ooh!

    Some of the work gets kinda hard
    This ain't no place to be if you planned on bein' a star
    Let me tell you it's always cool
    And the boss don't mind sometimes if you act the fool

    At the car wash
    Whoa whoa whoa whoa
    Talkin' about the car wash, girl
    Come on, ya'all and sing it for me
    (Car wash)
    Oooh oooh oooh
    (Car wash, girl)

    (Work and work)
    Well, those cars never seem to stop coming
    (Work and work)
    Keep those rags and machines humming
    (Work and work)
    My fingers to the bone
    (Work)
    Can't wait till it's time to go home

    (Hey, get your car washed today)
    Fill up and you don't have to pay
    Come on and give us a play
    (Do the wash, right away)

    (The car wash)
    Talkin' 'bout the car wash
    Car wash, girl
    Come on, ya'all, let's sing it with me
    (Car wash)
    Sing it with feelin', ya'all
    (Car wash, girl)

    Whoa whoa whoa whoa
    (Car wash)
    Never seem to stop comin'
    What'd I say
    Keep those rags and machines hummin'
    (Car wash)
    Let me tell you, it's always cool ...





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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Fire Island
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    Fire Island
    Composer(s): Henri Belolo; Phil Hurtt;
    Jacques Morali; Peter Whitehead
    Performer(s): Village People



    Fire isla-and (fire, fire island) - it's a funky weekend (funky) a funky funky weeke-end
    Fire isla-and (fire, fire island) - it's a funky weekend (funky) a funky funky weeke-end
    It's the place where you'll find me, the sun and sea, the place where love is free, yeah
    Fire isla-and (fire, fire island) - it's a funky weekend (funky) a funky funky weeke-end
    Fire isla-and (fire, fire island) - it's a funky weekend (funky) a funky funky weeke-end
    You never know just who you meet, maybe someone out of your wildest fantasies, yeah
    Fire isla-and (fire, fire island) - it's a funky weekend (funky) a funky funky weeke-end

    Don't go in the bushes, don't go in the bushes
    Don't go in the bushes, someone might grab ya, someone might grab ya
    Don't go in the bushes, don't go, don't go in the bushes
    Don't go in the bushes, someone might stab ya, someone might stab ya, yeah

    Don't go in the bushes, no, someone might grab ya, someone might grab ya
    Don't go in the bushes, someone might stab ya, someone might stab ya

    Fire isla-and (fire, fire island) - it's a funky weekend (funky) a funky funky weeke-end
    Fire isla-and (fire, fire island) - it's a funky weekend (funky) a funky funky weeke-end
    Sea, plane or train will take you there-ere, it's a paradi-ise, there's also bus or cab, yeah
    Fire isla-and (fire, fire island) - it's a funky weekend (funky) a funky funky weeke-end
    Fire isla-and (fire, fire island) - it's a funky weekend (funky) a funky funky weeke-end
    We can scream, but let's sing, we can do each other's thi-ing, yeah
    Fire isla-and (fire, fire island) - it's a funky weekend (funky) a funky funky weeke-end

    Don't go in the bushes, don't go in the bushes, no
    Don't go in the bushes, someone might grab ya, someone might grab ya
    Don't go in the bushes, don't go - in the bushes
    Don't go in the bushes, someone might stab ya, yeah-eah

    Groove at the Ice Palace (get on down at the Monster)
    Been there, been there (been there at the Blue Whale)
    Peckin', I'm peckin (peckin' at the Sandpiper)
    Pumpin, I'm pumpin (pumpin' at the hotel)

    (Fire island, fire island) I'll take your hand (fire island) you take mine
    We'll hit the groove (fire island) and really shake the times
    There's a house (fire island) on your back
    Boogie on down (fire island) follow me back
    (Fire island, fire island) I'll take your hand (fire island) you take mine
    We'll hit the groove (fire island) and really shake the times
    There's a house (fire island) on your back
    Boogie on down (fire island) follow me back




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    23-01-1974
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    The Composer
    Composer(s): William "Smokey" Robinson
    Performer(s): Diana Ross & The Supremes; Smokey Robinson & the Miracles



    You may not know how
    To make words rhyme
    Carry a tune or a clap on time now
    You may have no knowledge of musical things

    But deep down inside of me
    You have created a melody
    You're the composer of the song
    That my heart sings

    You may not know what
    Quarter notes are
    Or what I mean by Four to the Bar now
    Such musical terms may be Greek to your ears

    But deep down inside of me
    You have created a melody
    You're the composer of the song
    That my heart hears

    Now it's a tender song
    It's like a rhapsody, a symphony
    This song I find in this heart of mine
    And it's begging you
    Let nothing keep us apart
    Oh, my darling
    'Cause you put a song in my heart

    Now this song that I find in my heart for you
    Every lyric and line
    I swear it's true
    The number one song on my personal chart

    Deep down inside of me
    You have created a melody
    You're the composer of the song
    That's in my heart

    Deep down inside of me
    You have created a symphony
    You're the composer
    You put a song in my heart
    You're the composer
    You put a song in my heart
    You're the composer
    You put a song in my heart



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    Car Wash Composer(s): Bruce Springsteen Performer(s): Bruce Springsteen



    Well my name is Catherine Lefèvre I work at the Astrowash on Sunset and Vine I drop my kids at school in the morning And I pick them up at Mary's just 'fore suppertime Well I work down at the car wash For a dollar and a dime And mister, I hate my boss It's at the car wash I'm doing my time Pick up my water bottle and my towel, sir And I take 'em one by one From Mercedes to VW's I do 'em all and I don't favor none Well I work down at the car wash For a dollar and a dime And mister, I hate my boss It's at the car wash I'm doing my time Pick up my water bottle and my towel, sir And I take 'em one by one From Mercedes to VW's I do 'em all and I don't favor none Well someday I'll sing in a night club I'll get a million-dollar break A handsome man will come here with a contract in his hand And say "Catherine, this has all been some mistake" Well I work down at the car wash For a dollar and a dime And mister, I hate my boss It's at the car wash I'm doing my time Pick up my water bottle and my towel, sir And I take 'em one by one From Mercedes to VW's I do 'em all and I don't favor none



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Fire In The Hole
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    Fire In The Hole
    Composer(s): Walter Becker; Donald Fagen
    Performer(s): Steely Dan



    I decline
    To walk the line
    They tell me that I'm lazy
    Worldly wise
    I realize
    That everybody's crazy
    A woman's voice reminds me
    To serve and not to speak
    Am I myself or just another freak

    Don't you know
    There's fire in the hole
    And nothing left to burn
    I'd like to run out now
    There's nowhere left to turn

    With a cough
    I shake it off
    And work around my yellow stripe
    Should I hide
    And eat my pride
    Or wait until it's good and ripe
    My life is boiling over
    It's happened once before
    I wish someone would open up the door

    Don't you know
    There's fire in the hole
    And nothing left to burn
    I'd like to run out now
    There's nowhere left to turn




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    22-01-1974
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.The Company Town Doctor

    The Company Town Doctor (aka The Dying Doctor)
    Performer(s): Woody Guthrie



    Doctor Leo Hayes was our company doctor
    From the big coal companies he got his pay
    For thirty-nine years he tried to cure us
    And now today on his deathbed lay
    He called his five boys and his three daughters
    And at his bed we stood around
    We heard him tell the history of the coal miners
    And he said, "Don't let these people down"

    You are all connected with the practice of medicine
    You promise you'll keep true I know
    You will do your best to help these people
    I close my eyes for I must go
    His youngest girl was Doctor Betty
    With her face so pretty and her smile so sweet
    She walked the coal towns of Force and Byrndale
    She saw the sewage waters flowing down the street

    She saw the children drink the cankered water
    She saw the chickens fly up on the roof
    She saw the waters overflow the sewers
    And flood their gardens of victory
    She went to the big shots of the Shawmut Company
    She did not beg and she did not plead
    She stood flatfooted and pounded the table
    Sewer pipes and bathrooms are what we need

    My dady told me to fight to cure sickness
    But I can't cure sickness with sewage all around
    These germs kill people quicker than I can cure them
    We need a foundation under every house
    We need a bathroom for every family
    Yes, you can set there and blink your eyes
    Three hundred miners are out behind me
    We will clean this town or know the reason why

    I quit my job as the family doctor
    I nailed up my shingle and went on my own
    I carried my pillbag and waded those waters
    I set by a deathbed in many a home
    I saw you catch rainwater in rusty washtubs
    I saw you come home dirty up out of your pits
    Watched you ride with your coffin up to your graveyard
    With not a nickel to pay your burying debt

    On July the fifteenth from the hills around
    Three hundred miners walked down through town
    The state inspector was testing the water
    While he was working you stood around
    One miner asked him to have a drink free
    The inspector looked out toward our pits
    He set his hat back on his head and says
    "I wouldn't drink a drop of that on a bet"

    I think of my daddy and brothers and sisters
    When we stood around his dying bed
    When I walk the streets of the company towns
    I can hear every word my daddy said
    The Shawmut Company is caught in its own paws
    The people not worth the money they cost
    A hundred have died, three hundred not working
    Thirty thousand tons of coal is lost



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    Since You Don't Care ((French Version: Car Tu T'en Vas (Sylvie Vartan)) Performer(s): Sylvie Vartan



    Arms that used to hold you so close to me
    Arms that had to open, oh! and set you free
    Arms that used to reach
    And always find you there
    Are just two empty, two empty arms
    Since you don't care

    Eyes that used to light up when you walked by
    Eyes that never knew what it meant to cry
    Eyes that watched you walk away
    And left me standing there
    Are just two cry-crying eyes
    Since you don't care

    Lips that used to talk and plan a future for two
    Lips that used to kiss
    You only, you know, these lips were true
    Lips that used to smile
    Before they kissed good-bye
    Are just two silent, silent lips
    Since you don't care

    These empty arms
    These crying eyes
    These silent lips
    Are all so lonely
    Since you don't care





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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Fire Down Below

    Fire Down Below
    (Traditional)



    Fire in the galley, fire in the house
    Fire in the beef kid, scorching the scouse
    Fire, fire, fire down below
    Fetch a bucket of water
    Fire down below

    Fire in the cabin, fire in the hold
    Fire in the strong room melting the gold
    Fire, fire, fire down below
    Fetch a bucket of water
    Fire down below

    Fire round the capstan, fire on the mast
    Fire on the main deck, burning it fast
    Fire, fire, fire down below
    Fetch a bucket of water
    Fire down below

    Fire in the lifeboat, fire in the gig
    Fire in the pig-stye roasting the pig
    Fire, fire, fire down below
    Fetch a bucket of water
    Fire down below

    Fire in the store room spoiling the food
    Fire on the orlop burning the wood
    Fire, fire, fire down below
    Fetch a bucket of water
    Fire down below

    Fire on the waters, fire high above
    Fire in our hearts for the friends that we love
    Fire, fire, fire down below
    Fetch a bucket of water
    Fire down below




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    21-01-1974
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    The Dying Doctor (aka The Company Town Doctor)
    Performer(s): Woody Guthrie



    Doctor Leo Hayes was our company doctor
    From the big coal companies he got his pay
    For thirty-nine years he tried to cure us
    And now today on his deathbed lay
    He called his five boys and his three daughters
    And at his bed we stood around
    We heard him tell the history of the coal miners
    And he said, "Don't let these people down"

    You are all connected with the practice of medicine
    You promise you'll keep true I know
    You will do your best to help these people
    I close my eyes for I must go
    His youngest girl was Doctor Betty
    With her face so pretty and her smile so sweet
    She walked the coal towns of Force and Byrndale
    She saw the sewage waters flowing down the street

    She saw the children drink the cankered water
    She saw the chickens fly up on the roof
    She saw the waters overflow the sewers
    And flood their gardens of victory
    She went to the big shots of the Shawmut Company
    She did not beg and she did not plead
    She stood flatfooted and pounded the table
    Sewer pipes and bathrooms are what we need

    My dady told me to fight to cure sickness
    But I can't cure sickness with sewage all around
    These germs kill people quicker than I can cure them
    We need a foundation under every house
    We need a bathroom for every family
    Yes, you can set there and blink your eyes
    Three hundred miners are out behind me
    We will clean this town or know the reason why

    I quit my job as the family doctor
    I nailed up my shingle and went on my own
    I carried my pillbag and waded those waters
    I set by a deathbed in many a home
    I saw you catch rainwater in rusty washtubs
    I saw you come home dirty up out of your pits
    Watched you ride with your coffin up to your graveyard
    With not a nickel to pay your burying debt

    On July the fifteenth from the hills around
    Three hundred miners walked down through town
    The state inspector was testing the water
    While he was working you stood around
    One miner asked him to have a drink free
    The inspector looked out toward our pits
    He set his hat back on his head and says
    "I wouldn't drink a drop of that on a bet"

    I think of my daddy and brothers and sisters
    When we stood around his dying bed
    When I walk the streets of the company towns
    I can hear every word my daddy said
    The Shawmut Company is caught in its own paws
    The people not worth the money they cost
    A hundred have died, three hundred not working
    Thirty thousand tons of coal is lost



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Car Tu T'en Vas
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    Car Tu T'en Vas
    ((English Version: Since You Don't Care (Sylvie Vartan))
    Performer(s): Sylvie Vartan



    Moi qui t'enlaçais fort
    tout contre moi
    moi qui te serrais si fort grisée de joie
    Moi qui te sentais toujours à mes côtés
    me voilà seule, seule sans toi, car tu t'en vas
    Moi qui te suivais des yeux quand tu marchais
    Moi, moi qui n'avais jamais encore pleuré
    Moi qui te voyais partir quand je devais rester
    Mes yeux en pleurent, pleurent pour toi
    car tu t'en vas
    Moi qui te parlais d'un avenir pour deux
    Moi qui t'embrassais
    toi seul, toi seul me comprenait
    moi qui souriais toujours avant de nous séparer
    car tu t'en vas
    Mes bras sans toi
    Mes yeux sans toi
    Ma voix sans toi
    me rendent si triste
    car tu t'en vas





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    Each Minute Seems Like A Million Years
    Composer(s): Alton Watson Performer(s): Eddy Arnold



    I have no record now of time
    For you are all that's on my mind
    I think of you both night and day
    Each hour, of each minute you're away

    Was it days or years since you left
    Oh how many hours now have passed
    I know I've shed ten thousand tears
    Each minute seems a million years

    Each night I go to bed and then
    I pray that you'll come back again
    When sleep won't come to drown my fears
    Each minute seems a million years

    'Til I'm back within your arms again
    And until I find that nights do end
    The time I wait for you, my dear
    Each minute seems a million years



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    20-01-1974
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    The Common, Broke Elastic, Rotten Cotton, Hound Dog Snoopin', Ankle Droopin', Funky, Fuzzy, White Sock Blues No.2
    Performer(s): Dallas Frazier



    It was the common, broke elastic
    Rotten cotton, hound snoopin'
    ankle droopin' funky fuzzy
    white Sock blues number two number two

    A band called Raunchy from Kansas City
    Managed by a San Francisco hippie
    Was gettin' stoned in San Antone
    When they hired them a guitar man, named Frog Leg Jones

    From starvin' situations
    and bathtub deprivation
    Came the inspiration for the worldwide smash
    That Frog Leg Jones composed

    It was the common, broke elastic
    Rotten cotton, hound snoopin'
    ankle droopin' funky fuzzy
    white Sock blues number two number two

    Now Frog Leg's wallet has got so fat
    He wears a custom made brace for his sacroiliac
    Frog Leg ain't no phony, the public knows it's true
    That pork and beans and vagrancy
    taught him how to stretch them things

    And sing the common, broke elastic
    Rotten cotton, hound snoopin'
    ankle droopin' funky fuzzy
    white Sock blues number two
    Number two

    It was the common, broke elastic
    Rotten cotton, hound snoopin'
    ankle droopin' funky fuzzy
    white Sock blues number two number two



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    Car Trouble
    Composer(s): Adam Ant
    Performer(s): Adam & the Ants



    Have you ever had a ride in a light blue car?
    Have you ever stopped to think
    Who's the slave and who's the master?
    Have you ever had trouble with your automobile?
    Have you ever had to push push push push?

    Car trouble
    You might have seen them very busy at the weekends
    licking and polishing the beep-beeps into shape
    and then its proudly up the M.1. M.2. M.3.
    And keep your feet off the upholstery Ronnie
    Car trouble oh yeah
    And remember this
    you don't need anything after an icecream
    I used to sit at home silently and wonder
    why all the preference is polishing the chrome
    While all the mothers and the sisters and the babies sit and rot at home
    Car trouble oh yeah
    and remember this
    you don't need anything after an icecream
    Car car car trouble car car car trouble ...





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    E Viva España
    Performer(s): Sha-Na



    Na die mooie warme reis door't zonnige Spanje
    Vergeet ik alles, ik denk alleen nog Spaans
    Heel m'n kamer straalt van rood en van oranje
    De felle kleuren van de Spaanse zon en maan
    De Spaanse furie heeft me zo verward
    Dat temperament veroverde m'n hart

    Ik hou van dansen en muziek
    E viva España
    Van oude trots en romantiek
    E viva España
    Een serenade aan 't balkon
    E viva España
    Geef mij maar alle dagen zon
    España por favor

    In m'n handen klepperen de castagnetten
    En de flamengo die stamp ik met mijn voet
    Ik draag enkel Andalousische toiletten
    En op mijn hoofd staat een grote zwarte hoed
    Ik hou van vino en van cabial
    De Spaanse keuken is een festival

    Ik hou van dansen en muziek
    E viva España
    Van oude trots en romantiek
    E viva España
    Een serenade aan 't balkon
    E viva España
    Geef mij maar alle dagen zon
    España por favor

    Ik hou van dansen en muziek
    E viva España
    Van oude trots en romantiek
    E viva España
    Een serenade aan 't balkon
    E viva España
    Geef mij maar alle dagen zon
    España por favor
    España por favor



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    19-01-1974
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. The Comin' Of The Lord
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    The Comin' Of The Lord
    Composer(s): Randall Dennis
    Performer(s): First Call



    Don't you see the signs are showin' that His comin' is at hand
    I do believe that the time is near
    Can't you see that days are dangerous with the wicked ways of man
    Even mountains rock n' roll with fear
    Don't you know He's comin' like a thief in the night
    And that the day will come so quickly like the twinklin' of an eye
    It's the comin' of the Lord
    There are wars and wars and rumors of more wars and wars and more
    All creation groans with birthin' pains
    Any moment we will see Him comin' on the clouds
    And just the thought of seein' Jesus makes my spirit sing out loud
    Won'tcha come on, come on
    Lord come quickly, Lord we're ready
    We are waiting, we stand steady
    With our arms outstretched to greet the comin' of our King
    Won'tcha come on, come on, come on
    Well, the day is swift upon us when ol' Grabriel blows his horn
    And the righteous rise to meet Him in the air
    I can hardly wait to greet the One that I adore
    Just the thought of seein' Jesus makes my soul sing all the more

    Won'tcha come on, come on
    Lord come quickly, Lord we are ready
    We are waiting, we stand steady
    With our arms outstretched to greet the comin' of our King
    Won'tcha come on, come on
    Lord come quickly, Lord we're stayin'
    Hey, You know we've been waitin' for You
    In Your will and we keep prayin'
    We believe Your returning is true
    You will find us working, watching, waiting patiently
    Won'tcha come on, come on
    Oh, what a glorious day that will be
    What a day that will be
    When my sweet Jesus I see
    Won'tcha come on, come on
    Lord come quickly, Lord we are ready
    We are waiting, we stand steady
    With our arms outstretched to greet the comin' of our King
    Won'tcha come on, come on
    Lord come quickly, Lord we're stayin'
    Hey, You know we've been waitin' for You
    In Your will and we keep prayin'
    We believe Your returning is true
    You will find us working, watching, waiting patiently
    Won'tcha come on, come on
    Even so, Lord Jesus, quickly come
    We are waiting for You



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Car On A Hill
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    Car On A Hill Composer(s): Joni Mitchell Performer(s): Joni Mitchell



    I've been sitting up waiting for my sugar to show
    I've been listening to the sirens and the radio
    He said he'd be over three hours ago
    I've been waiting for his car on the hill
    He makes friends easy
    He's not like me
    I watch for judgement anxiously
    Now where in the city can that boy be
    Waiting for a car
    Climbing
    Climbing
    Climbing the hill

    He's a real good talker--I think he's friend
    Fast tires come screaming around the bend
    But there's still no buzzer
    They roll on...
    And-I'm waiting for his car on the hill
    It always seems so righteous at the start
    When there's so much laughter
    When there's so much spark
    When there's so much sweetness in the dark
    Waiting for a car
    Climbing
    Climbing
    Climbing the hill





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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.E Un Giorno
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    E Un Giorno...
    Composer(s): Francesco Guccini Performer(s): Francesco Guccini



    E un giorno ti svegli stupita e di colpo ti accorgi Che non sono più quei fantastici giorni all'asilo Di giochi, di amici e se ti guardi attorno non scorgi Le cose consuete, ma un vago e indistinto profilo... E un giorno cammini per strada e ad un tratto comprendi Che non sei la stessa che andava al mattino alla scuola Che il mondo là fuori t'aspetta e tu quasi ti arrendi Capendo che a battito a battito è l'età che s'invola... E tuo padre ti sembra più vecchio e ogni giorno si fa più lontano Non racconta più favole e ormai non ti prende per mano Sembra che non capisca i tuoi sogni sempre tesi fra realtà e sperare E sospesi fra voglie alternate di andare e restare... Di andare e restare... E un giorno ripensi alla casa e non è più la stessa In cui lento il tempo sciupavi quand'eri bambina In cui ogni oggetto era un simbolo ed una promessa Di cose incredibili e di caffellatte in cucina... E la stanza coi poster sul muro ed i dischi graffiati Persi in mezzo ai tuoi libri e a regali che neanche ricordi Sembra quasi il racconto di tanti momenti passati Come il piano studiato e lasciato anni fa su due accordi... E tuo padre ti sembra annoiato e ogni volta si fa più distratto Non inventa più giochi e con te sta perdendo il contatto... E tua madre lontana e presente sui tuoi sogni ha da fare e da dire Ma può darsi non riesca a sapere che sogni gestire... Che sogni gestire... Poi un giorno in un libro o in un bar si farà tutto chiaro Capirai che altra gente si è fatta le stesse domande Che non c'è solo il dolce ad attenderti, ma molto d'amaro E non è senza un prezzo salato diventare grande... I tuoi dischi, i tuoi poster saranno per sempre scordati Lascerai sorridendo svanire i tuoi miti felici Come oggetti di bimba, lontani ed impolverati Troverai nuove strade, altri scopi ed avrai nuovi amici... Sentirai che tuo padre ti è uguale, lo vedrai un po' folle, un po' saggio Nello spendere sempre ugualmente paura e coraggio La paura e il coraggio di vivere come un peso che ognuno ha portato La paura e il coraggio di dire: "io ho sempre tentato Io ho sempre tentato..."



    Categorie:Latin Songs

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    18-01-1974
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Da Doo Ron Ron (Mona Carita)
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    Da Doo Ron Ron
    ((Adapted from: Da Doo Ron Ron (When He Walked Me Home) (The Crystals) - 1963))
    ((French Version: Da Doo Ron Ron (Frank Alamo) - 1963))
    Composer(s): Jeff Barry - Ellie Greenwich - Phil Spector - Juha Vainio
    Performer(s): Mona Carita - 1979



    Masan oma kotitalo vallattiin
    da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron
    Kukkapenkki tullessa jo tallattiin
    da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron

    Kaikki balettiin
    niin me alettiin
    Syöksy sementtiin
    da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron

    Masan faijan baarikaappi avattiin
    da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron
    Pikkubroidi sisältä sen tavattiin
    da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron

    Kaikki balettiin
    niin me alettiin
    Syöksy sementtiin
    da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron

    Maikun jumpperille Masa antautui
    da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron
    Kova mökä komerosta kantautui
    da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron

    Kaikki balettiin
    niin me alettiin
    Syöksy sementtiin
    da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron

    Emääni mä koetin vähän piristää
    da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron
    Stereoita tahto se vain kiristää
    da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron

    Kaikki balettiin
    niin me alettiin
    Syöksy sementtiin
    da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron

    Masan faija himaan tuli ajallaan
    da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron
    Kämppä oli atomeina hajallaan
    da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron

    Anteeks’ anottiin
    kaikki sanottiin
    “Syöksy jo sementtiin!”
    da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron

    Kaikki balettiin
    niin me alettiin
    Syöksy sementtiin
    da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron
    da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron
    da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron
    da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron
    da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron
    da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron
    da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron
    da doo ron...



    Categorie:Scand. Songs

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    Car Jamming
    Composer(s): The Clash
    Performer(s): The Clash



    Tonight they're closing up the world
    They're sweeping smoke from cigarettes
    But what is that funk multi-national anthem
    Rockin' from a thousand King Kong cassette decks

    And then a shyboy from Missouri
    Boots blown off in a '60s war
    Riding aluminium crutches
    Now he knows the welfare kindness
    Agent Orange color blindness
    As he works from door to door

    The violence in the carpets
    The arrow of his wife
    (In a car jam)
    Drives the slum-bum dweller
    To grind his hunting knife
    (In a car jam)

    In homesteads of cigar box
    The radios hive like bees
    (In a car jam)
    The body in the ice box
    has no date for freeze
    (In a car jam)

    In the car jam

    Selling is what selling sells
    Well, only saints on the 7th Avenue
    Can sell the seven hells

    Fannin' out the drug afflicted
    Leperizin' zone
    Once inside the executive
    He never leaves his home, no

    Gorillas drag their victiims
    Hyenas try to sue
    (In a car jam)
    Snakes find grass in concrete
    There is no city zoo
    (In a car jam)

    By-ventilation units where towers
    Where towers meet the streets
    (In a car jam)
    The ragged stand in bags
    Soakin' heat up through their feet

    This was the only kindness
    It was accidental too

    In a car jam
    In a car jam

    Now shakin' single engined planes
    Trafficking stereos from Cuba
    Buzzed the holy zealot mass
    An' drowned out Missa Luba

    An' drowned out Missa Luba
    An' drowned out Missa Luba
    An' drowned out Missa Luba

    I thought I saw Lauren Bacall
    I thought I saw Lauren Bacall
    (In a car jam)
    I swear, hey fellas, hey fellas
    Lauren Bacall
    (In a car jam)

    In a car jam
    Yeah, I don't believe it
    In a car jam
    Ah, yeah positively, absolutely

    In a car jam
    In a car jam
    In a car jam
    In a car jam
    In a car jam





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