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  • 06-11-1974
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    Querem Meu Sangue
    ((Adapted from: The Harder They Come (Jimmy Cliff) - 1972))
    ((French Version: Le Maître Du Monde (Eddy Mitchell) - 1976))
    Composer(s): Jimmy Cliff - Nando Reis
    Performer(s): Titãs - 1984



    Dizem que guardam um bom
    Lugar pra mim no céu
    Logo que eu for pro beleléu
    A minha vida só eu sei como guiar
    Pois ninguém vai me ouvir se eu chorar
    Mas enquanto o sol puder arder
    Não vou querer meus olhos escurecer

    Pois se eles querem meu sangue
    verão o meu sangue só no fim
    e se eles querem meu corpo
    só se eu estiver morto, só assim

    Meus inimigos tentam sempre me ver mal
    Mas minha força é como o fogo do sol
    Pois quando pensam que eu já estou vencido
    É que meu ódio não conhece perigo
    Mas enquanto o sol quiser brilhar
    Eu vou querer a minha chance de olhar

    Pois se eles querem meu sangue
    verão o meu sangue só no fim
    e se eles querem meu corpo
    só se eu estiver morto, só assim

    Eu vou lutar pra ter as coisas que eu desejo
    Não sei do medo, amor pra mim não tem preço
    Serei mais livre quando não for mais que osso
    Do que vivendo com a corda no pescoço
    Enquanto o sol no céu ainda estiver
    Só vou fechar meus olhos quando quiser



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    C'est Mon Imagination Composer(s): Georges Aber - Harvey Freed - Brian Morris Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday



    Ton ombre elle est là dans le fond de ma chambre
    Seul à rêver de toi par un soir de décembre
    Je te revois et puis tu disparais
    Et par mes pleurs ton visage est mouillé

    C'est mon imagination
    Qui vient me jouer un tour
    C'est mon imagination
    Car je suis fou d'amour

    J'essaie d'oublier jusqu'au son de ta voix
    Effacer à jamais mon souvenir de toi
    Je te revois et puis tu disparais
    Et par mes pleurs ton visage est mouillé

    C'est mon imagination
    Qui vient me jouer un tour
    C'est mon imagination
    Car je suis fou d'amour

    Comme un mirage ton image elle est bien là
    Dans mon imagination je vois
    Comme un mirage ton image toujours là
    Dans mon imagination
    Pourquoi

    Ton départ je ne m'y ferai jamais
    Y a-t-il un espoir pour qu'on puisse un jour recommencer
    Je te revois et puis tu disparais
    Et par mes pleurs ton visage est mouillé

    C'est mon imagination
    Qui vient me jouer un tour
    C'est mon imagination
    Car je suis fou d'amour



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    Framed
    Composer(s): Jerry Leiber; Mike Stoller
    Performer(s): Ritchie Valens;
    and various other artists



    I was walkin' down the street, minding my own affair
    When two policemen grabbed me unaware
    They said, is your name Henry, I says why sure?
    He says you're the boy I been lookin' for
    I was framed, framed, I was blamed
    Framed, well I never do nothing
    But I always get blamed, oh framed
    They took me to the line where those bright lights shine
    There was ten poor souls like me in that line
    I knew I was a victim of someone's evil plan
    When a stool-pigeon walked in an' says
    Thats your man!
    I was framed, framed, I was blamed
    Oh, framed, framed, framed
    Well, I never do nothing
    But I always get blamed

    Well, the prosecuting attorney started a-prosecuting me
    Man, that cat didn't give me the one, but the third degree
    He says, where were you in the night of July 1953
    Man, I was just home, just a tweedle-ee-dee
    I was framed, oh framed, I was blamed
    Oh, framed, framed, framed
    Well, I never do nothing
    But I always get framed, oh framed
    Oh framed...




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    05-11-1974
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    The Hard Way
    Performer(s): The Nashville Teens



    Success don't come easy, so they say
    'Cause I got mine
    I got it the hard way, the hard way

    When I was five, I had to fight to keep alive
    There was very little bread to eat
    Fifteen before I tasted meat

    Teacher said that I had inhibitions
    I was just another case of malnutrition
    The hard way, ain't that the hard way

    She let me live in the spire room
    'Cause when it rained
    The rain came through, through

    A song in my heart, a hole in my britches
    I struck out to find my riches
    Didn't have no peace to scatter my loot
    Ain't no bucks in a birthday suit
    The hard way, ain't that the hard way

    Take your courage in your hands
    Stick to things you understand
    That's the way that next
    You will make success out of mess

    Now I drive a limousine
    My shoes are keen, my suit's always clean
    The hard way
    I made it the hard way
    I made it the hard way
    I made it the hard way
    I made it the hard way
    I made it...



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    C'est Mon Espoir Composer(s): Étienne Roda-Gil - Julien Clerc Performer(s): Julien Clerc



    Aucune passion ne me guette
    De l'Hudson à la croisette
    D'Alésia jusqu'à la fin de la ligne de Sceaux

    Ce que j'ai eu, je l'ai voulu
    Gagné, perdu, rien ne va plus
    Rien ne va plus

    La vie se promène sous la soie
    La toile ou le velours, nuit et jour

    Aucune passion ne m'agite
    Ni le rêve de l'Amérique
    Ni la prise de n'importe quel pouvoir

    Mais tous les jours, pouvoir te voir
    Même dans le noir, c'est mon espoir
    Mais pour longtemps, nos "quatre" yeux
    Perdu à deux, un seul regard
    C'est mon espoir, c'est ma victoire

    Ce que J'ai eu, je l'ai voulu
    Gagné, perdu, rien ne va plus
    C'est ma vengeance, mon espérance

    Aucune passion ne me guette
    De l'Hudson à la croisette
    D'Alésia jusqu'à la fin de la ligne de Sceaux

    Mais tous les jours, pouvoir te voir
    Même dans le noir, c'est mon espoir
    Mais pour longtemps, nos "quatre" yeux
    Perdu à deux, un seul regard
    C'est mon espoir, c'est ma victoire



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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    Fragile Child
    Composer(s): John Fogerty; Tom Fogerty
    Performer(s): Creedence Clearwater Revival; The Golliwogs



    I knew a pretty little girl
    with no love to give
    I wouldn't do that, I wouldn't do that
    So I followed her home
    just to see where she lives
    I wouldn't do that, I wouldn't do that
    I walked right up
    and I knocked on her door
    I wouldn't do that, I wouldn't do that
    So I asked her for a date
    could I see you some more
    I wouldn't do that, I wouldn't do that

    [Chorus:]
    'Cause she's a fragile child
    Yeah she's a fragile child
    Oh she's a fragile child
    Better leave her alone

    I took her out on the town
    Just to have a little fun
    I wouldn't do that, I wouldn't do that
    But it wasn't very long
    I found that she's the same one
    I wouldn't do that, I wouldn't do that
    I thought I'd push my luck
    And I held her hand
    I wouldn't do that, I wouldn't do that
    She told me ever so polite
    Go and see her old man
    I wouldn't do that, I wouldn't do that

    [Chorus x2]




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    04-11-1974
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    The Hard Way
    Composer(s): Frankie Laine - L.G. Sullivan
    Performer(s): Frankie Laine



    (The hard way, the hard way)

    The hard way to get here, the hard way to stay
    The hard way to work and the hard way to play
    The hard way, the long way, the rough way, the slow
    The hard way to get here and the old hard way to go

    They tell me that I first saw light in 1844
    In a wagon in the hills of Tennessee
    And my mother soon lay dead with an arrow through her head
    So it started out the old hard way for me

    The hard way to get here, the hard way to stay
    The hard way to work and the hard way to play
    The hard way, the long way, the rough way, the slow
    The old hard way to get here and the old hard way to go

    I hunted possum and raccoon to get my share of grub
    I fought the bear to rob the honey bee
    When I was only five, that is how I stayed alive
    Everything's been the old hard way for me

    I never settled anywhere, ain't never earned no pay
    A bottle's words is steady company
    I never learned to ride, all I learned to do was fight
    Everything has been the old hard way for me

    The hard way to get here, the hard way to stay
    The hard way to work and the hard way to play
    The hard way, the long way, the rough way, the slow
    The hard way to get here and the old hard way to go

    That bugle started blowin' back in 1861
    I pulled up stakes and volunteered with Lee
    I marched with old Stonewall, till I met a cannon ball
    Everything's been the old hard way for me

    The hard way to get here, the hard way to stay
    The hard way to work and the hard way to play
    The hard way, the long way, the rough way, the slow
    The hard way to get here and the old hard way to go

    So all good folk who come this way and then look upon this stone
    Please say a prayer and set my spirit free
    Won't you help me reach my goal 'cause I'm down here shovelin' coal
    Everything is still the old hard way for me

    Everything is still the old hard way for me

    Everything is still the old hard way for me



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    C'est Moi Qui Suis Colargol Composer(s): Victor Villien - Mireille Hartuch Performer(s): Mireille



    C'est moi qui suis Colargol
    L'ours qui chante en fa en sol
    En do dièse et mi bémol
    En gilet et en faux-col
    Le roi des oiseaux
    Vous le savez mes amis
    M'a donné un beau
    Sifflet pour faire cui-cui
    Cui cui cui cui cui cui cui!
    C'est moi qui suis Colargol
    L'ours qui chante en fa en sol
    En do dièse et mi bémol
    C'est moi qui suis Colargol

    C'est moi qui suis Colargol
    Je chante sans protocole
    Mieux que Jacques
    Pierre ou Paul
    En russe ou en espagnol
    Le roi des oiseaux
    Est un merveilleux ami
    Grâce à son cadeau
    Vous m'entendez aujourd'hui
    C'est moi qui suis Colargol
    Mauvais élève à l'école
    Mais premier au music-hall
    C'est moi qui suis Colargol



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    Fragezeichen Mag Ich Nicht
    Composer(s): H. Blum; H. Bredow
    Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog



    Fragezeichen mag ich nicht
    Wenn es um Liebe geht
    Sag mir lieber ins Gesicht
    Wie es um uns steht

    Fragezeichen tun nicht gut
    Sag' es klipp und klar
    Nimm dein Herz und habe Mut
    Sonst gibt es Gefahr

    Im selben Boot, da sitzen wir
    Und segeln heiter durch die Welt
    Den selben Wein, den trinken wir
    Und teilen uns das letzte Geld

    Warum sagt jeder Mann
    Immer dann wenn er kann
    Worte ohne Sinn?
    Sag wofür das ist

    Fragezeichen mag ich nicht
    Wenn es um Liebe geht
    Sag mir lieber ins Gesicht
    Wie es um uns steht

    Fragezeichen tun nicht gut
    Sag' es klipp und klar
    Nimm dein Herz und habe Mut
    Sonst gibt es Gefahr




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    03-11-1974
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    The Soldier's Almanac Bible And Prayer Book ((aka Deck Of Cards (Phil Harris) - 1948
    The Red Deck Of Cards (Red River Dave McEnery) - 1954; A Hillbilly's Deck Of Cards (Ferlin Husky) - 1966; Cards Spiritualised))
    ((Dutch Version: Het Spel Kaarten (Cowboy Gerard & De Rodeo Riders - 1965))
    Composer(s): T. Texas Tyler



    Richard Middleton, a soldier, attending divine service with the rest of the regiment at a church in Glasgow
    instead of pulling out a Bible, like his brother soldiers, to find the parson's text
    spread a pack of cards before him
    This singular behaviour did not long pass unnoticed
    both by the clergyman and the sarjeant of the company to which he belonged
    The latter in particular requested him to put up the cards, and on his refusal
    conducted him after church before the Mayor
    to whom he preferred a formal complaint of Richard's indecent behaviour during divine service
    "Well soldier!" said the Mayor, "what excuse have you for this strange scandalous behaviour?"
    If you can make any apology, or assign any reason for it, it's well
    If you cannot, assure yourself that I will cause you, without delay, to be severely punished for it"
    "Since your honour is so good," replied Richard, "I will inform you
    I have been eight days on march, with a bare allowance of sixpence a day
    which your honour will allow is hardly sufficient to maintain a man in meat, drink, washing
    and other necessaries that consequently he may want, without a Bible, Prayer Book, or any other good book"
    On saying this, Richard drew out his pack of cards, and presenting one of the aces to the Mayor
    continued his address to the magistrate as follows

    "When I see an Ace, may it please your honour, it reminds me that there is only one God
    And when I look upon a Two or a Three, the former puts me in mind of the Father and Son
    and the latter of the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost
    A Four calls for remembrance the Four Evangelists, Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John
    A Five, the five wise Virgins who were ordered to trim their lamps
    There were ten, indeed, but five, your worship may remember, were wise, and five were foolish
    A Six, that in six days God created heaven and earth
    A Seven, that on the seventh day he rested from all that he had made
    An Eight, of the eight righteous persons preserved from the deluge
    viz., Noah, and his wife, with his three sons and their wives
    A Nine, of the Nine lepers cleansed by our Saviour
    There were ten, but only one returned to offer his tribute of thanks
    And a Ten, of the ten commandments that God gave Moses, on Mount Sinai, on the two tablets of stone"
    He took the Knave and put it aside
    "When I see the Queen, it puts me in mind of the Queen of Sheba
    who came from the furthermost parts of the world to hear the wisdom of Solomon
    For she was as wise a woman as he a man, for she brought fifty boys and fifty girls
    all clothed in girls' apparel to shew before King Solomon, for him to test which were boys and which were girls
    But he could not until he called for water to wash themselves
    The girls washed up to their elbows, and the boys only up to the wrists of their hands, so King Solomon told by that
    And when I see the King, it puts me in mind of the great King of Heaven and Earth, which is God Almighty
    And likewise his Majesty King George the Fourth, to pray for him"
    "Well," said the Mayor, "you have given a good description of all the cards except one, which is lacking"
    "Which is that?" said the soldier
    "The Knave," said the Mayor
    "If your honour will not be angry with me," returned Richard, "I can give you the same satisfaction on that as any in the pack?"
    "No," said the Mayor
    "Well," returned the soldier, "the greatest knave that I know is the sarjeant who brought me before you"
    "I don't know," replied the Mayor, "whether he be the greatest knave or no; but I am sure that he is the greatest fool"

    The soldier then continued as follows
    "When I count the number of dots in a pack of cards, there are 365, so many days as there are in a year
    When I count how many cards are in a pack, I find there are 52, so many weeks are there in a year
    When I reckon how many tricks are won by a pack, I find there are 13, so many months are there in a year
    So that this pack of cards is both Bible, Almanac, and Prayer Book to me"

    The Mayor called his servants, ordered them to entertain the soldier well, gave him a piece of money
    and said he was the cleverest fellow he ever heard in his life



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    C'est Moi Qui Pars
    Composer(s): A.M. Gaspard - Claude Barzotti
    Performer(s): Claude Barzotti



    Quand je rentrais à la maison
    J'étais fatigué mais heureux
    C'était comme un anti-poison
    C'est quelques jours en amoureux

    Tu n'es plus celle que j'aimais
    Tu parles d'argent, de rupture
    On dirait que tu as changé
    Plus que moi dans cette aventure

    C'est plus la peine de crier
    De menacer, de faire la gueule
    Trop c'est trop, je peux plus t'écouter
    Te plaindre d'être toujours seule

    C'est plus la peine de me dire
    Que je ne suis qu'un égoïste
    Que c'est seul, que je vais finir
    Que tu n'aimes plus les artistes

    C'est moi qui pars, c'est moi qui pars
    J'emporte ma guitare, il est tôt il est tard
    C'est moi qui pars, c'est moi qui pars
    Ne t'en fais pas, je ne prends rien
    Seulement mon cœur et mon chien
    Elle doit exister quelque part
    Cette fille de qui je parle c'est moi qui pars

    Qu'est-ce que j'aurais aimé pourtant
    Que tu comprennes que tu m'attendes
    Que tu saches m'aimer vraiment
    Que tu sois un peu plus patientes

    Notre vie est une bataille
    Faire l'amour et puis le défaire
    Il faut bien qu'un des deux s'en aille
    Je ne veux plus de cette guerre

    C'est moi qui pars, c'est moi qui pars
    J'emporte ma guitare, il est tôt il est tard
    C'est moi qui pars, c'est moi qui pars
    Ne t'en fais pas, je ne prends rien
    Seulement mon cœur et mon chien
    Elle doit exister quelque part
    Cette fille de qui je parle c'est moi qui pars

    C'est moi qui pars, c'est moi qui pars
    J'emporte ma guitare, il est tôt il est tard
    C'est moi qui pars



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    Fracassos
    Composer(s): Raimundo Fagner
    Performer(s): Raimundo Fagner



    Não chore se eu disser que já vou
    Você quem quis assim vai sofrer
    Não faça eu perder a razão
    Você machuca o meu coração
    E isso não se faz se eu disser
    Se eu disser que vou, vou sofrer
    Sofrer de amor prá mim, é morrer
    Eu sou um sonhador, e você?

    Você tem que notar, que eu já fui
    Você tem que lembrar que eu te amei
    Você tem que chorar se eu sofrer
    Você tem que pagar se eu morrer...

    Las noches que passamos a sonhar
    Los dias que vivamos a pensar
    Não diga prá ninguém que me viu
    Só diga que tão triste ele saiu
    Saiu prá nunca mais revolver...




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    02-11-1974
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    The Red Deck Of Cards ((aka Deck Of Cards (Phil Harris) - 1948; A Hillbilly's Deck Of Cards (Ferlin Husky) - 1966
    Cards Spiritualised; The Soldier's Almanac Bible And Prayer Book))
    ((Dutch Version: Het Spel Kaarten (Cowboy Gerard & De Rodeo Riders - 1965))
    Composer(s): T. Texas Tyler - Dave McEnery
    Performer(s): Red River Dave McEnery - 1954



    It was during the last days of the prisoner exchange in Korea
    I was there as they came through Freedom Gate
    Shattered, sick and lame

    There in a red cross tent as the weary group rested, a soldier broke out a deck of cards
    A look of hate crossed the tired face of one boy as he sprang up - knocking the cards to the ground
    As the cards lay around, many of them face up, he picked up the Ace and began

    "Fellows," he said, "I'm sorry, but I hate cards
    The commies tried to use them to teach us their false doctrine

    They told us the "Ace", meant that there's one God, the state
    We knew that to be untrue for we were religious boys"

    "And the "Deuce" meant there were two great leaders
    Only two
    Lenin and Stalin
    And we couldn't swallow that either"

    "And this "Trey" stood for three religious superstitions that the Reds would soon destroy
    The Catholic, the Protestants and the Jewish"

    This black "Four", the soldier boy continued, stood for the four corners of the earth
    where the Hammer and Sickle would soon rein supreme
    There in that prison camp, far away from home, we hoped it was a lie

    And this red "Five", was the five points in their Red Star
    Tears were streaming down the boy's face, as he picked up the six

    And this "Six", the commies told us, stood for the sixth and final wars that America had luckily won
    The Revolutionary war, the war of 1812, the Civil War, the Spanish American war, WW1, and number six - WW2
    Now in this war, this cold war, America would be destroyed

    And the "Seven", stood for our seventh foolish day, Sunday, which we wasted on our Lord

    The "Eight", stood for the 8 hours every day we would have to spend learning to be, uh, progressive

    The "Nine", for the cat-of-nine tails, lashed across our backs if we ever knelt to pray

    The "Ten", was reminded us that out ten commandments, were ten stupid rules that only Capitalistic fools believed in
    That's what they told us

    The "Jack" meant that Christ was a knave of uncertain birth

    The "Queen", that maybe his mother was a non-virtuous woman

    And the "King", stood for our Lord God whom the commies told us didn't not exist
    A dream, a fake, a joke
    That's what they told us

    The Heart stood for Christ's blood, all shed in vain

    The Diamond signified the real precious jewel, the communist party

    The Club - the weapon of oppression with which they beat us

    And the Spade - a tool with which we would dig our own graves

    This was the Red Deck of Cards

    So you see fellows, the soldier boy said, that's why I hate cards
    His buddies picked up the cards tore them into pieces and with shining faces
    walked arm-in-arm toward a simple chapel in Korea



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.C'est Mieux Comme Ça
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    C'est Mieux Comme Ça ((Adapted from: The Immigrant (Nino Rota) - 1974)) Composer(s): Nino Rota - Michel Jourdan Performer(s): Dalida - 1975

    Versions In Other Languages: 1974 - Love Said Goodbye (Andy Williams) 1975 - Im Regen Kann Man Keine Tränen Sehn (Lena Valaitis) 1975 - Love Said Goodbye (Italian Version) (Caterina Valente) 1975 - L'amore Ha Detto Addio (Johnny Dorelli)



    Sur notre lit je vois deux oreillers
    Le tien demain ne sera pas froissé
    Tu seras loin quand le jour viendra
    Mais oui bien sur que c'est mieux comme ça

    C'est mieux comme ça
    Et moi je ne t'en veux pas
    Mais je verrais demain sans toi nos lilas en fleurs
    Avec l'hiver dans le cœur

    Si tu ne crois plus en nous deux ce soir
    Si je ne sais plus t'inventer l'espoir
    Te retenir à quoi bon, pourquoi
    Tu as raison
    Oui c'est mieux comme ça

    Ne t'en fais pas
    Surtout pas pour moi
    Restons en là
    Oui c'est mieux comme ça

    C'est mieux comme ça
    Et moi je ne t'en veux pas
    Mais je verrais demain sans toi nos lilas en fleurs
    Avec l'hiver dans le cœur

    Dans tes yeux clairs j'ai vu mourir le feu
    Il fallait en arriver là nous deux
    Mais souris-moi une dernière fois
    Oh mon amour
    Oui c'est mieux comme ça



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    Foxey Lady
    Composer(s): Jimi Hendrix
    Performer(s): The Jimi Hendrix Experience;
    and various other artists



    Foxey
    Foxey
    Uh-you know you a cute little heart breaker, ha
    Foxey, yeah
    And you know you a sweet little love maker, huh
    Foxey

    I wanna take you home, uh-huh, yeah
    I won't do you no harm, no, ha
    You got ta be all mine, all mine
    Oo, Foxey Lady
    Yeah, Foxey
    Foxey

    Now-uh, I see you, heh, on down on the scene
    Ohh, Foxey
    You make me wanna get up and a-scream
    Foxey
    Ah, baby listen now
    I made up my mind, yeah
    I'm tired of wasting all my precious time
    You've gotta be all mine, all mine
    Foxey Lady
    Here I come
    Foxey Lady
    Foxey (Lady)
    Foxey, Fa...
    Foxey, yeah

    I'm gonna take you home, uh-huh
    I won't do you no harm, no
    You gotta be all mine, all mine
    Foxey Lady

    Here I come, baby
    I'm comin' to get ya
    Ow, Foxey lady, yeah, yeah
    Oo, you look so good, Foxey (BV=Foxey)
    {inhale} Oh, yeah, Foxey (BV=Foxey)
    Yeah, give us some, foxy
    Oo, Foxey {inhale}
    Yeah, get it, babe, Foxey (BV=Foxey)
    You make me feel like, uh,
    feel like sayin' Foxey (BV=Foxey)
    Ah, Foxey (BV=Foxey)
    Foxey (BV=Foxey) Lady
    Foxey Lady




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    01-11-1974
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    The Happy Song (Dum-Dum)
    ((French Version: Dum Dum Dum (Michel Pagliaro) - 1968))
    Composer(s): Steve Cropper - Otis Redding
    First release by: Otis Redding - 1968



    Gonna sing this song y'all
    Singin' it for my baby
    She's the only one can bring me joy
    That's why I sing these happy songs
    They go dum, dum, deedle dee, dum dum
    dum, dum, deedle dee, dum dum
    dum, dum, deedle dee, dum dum
    Come on now happy song, happy song now

    On a cold, rainy, windy night
    She shut all the doors
    She cut off the lights
    She holds me and squeezes me tight
    She tells me Big O everything's all right
    And I go dum, dum, deedle dee, dum dum
    Play it again dum, dum, deedle dee, dum dum
    Come on now those happy songs, happy, happy songs

    Come on now
    Bring my breakfast to the table
    When I go to work she knows I'm able
    Do my job, I come back in
    You oughta see my baby's face

    She just grins, grins, grins
    I go dum, dum, deedle dee, dum dum
    Play it again dum, dum, deedle dee, dum dum
    sing them happy songs
    Lovely, lovely songs
    Sweet soul songs
    Those good old happy songs
    Give you such a feeling
    A lovely, lovely, feeling
    Makes you wanna shout
    It knocks you, knocks you out
    Happy, happy songs
    Those good old lovely songs
    Those sweet soul music songs



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.C'est Mieux Ainsi
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    C'est Mieux Ainsi
    Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday



    J'avais tout pour devenir quelqu'un
    Pour filer doux sur le droit chemin
    Mais j'avais en moi je le crois bien
    Quelque chose en plus ou peut-être en moins

    Et c'est mieux ainsi
    C'est mieux ainsi

    Bien souvent j'ai envie de t'écrire
    Mais à quoi bon je n'ai rien à dire
    Il faut croire que le temps fait du bien
    Emporte loin plaisir et chagrin

    Et c'est mieux ainsi
    Oui bien mieux

    Quelques fois elle te ressemble un peu
    Quand le soleil fait briller ses yeux
    Quelques fois j'ai peur de découvrir
    Un peu de toi au fond de son sourire

    Elle n'a pas pour me brûler le cœur
    Après l'amour ton regard vainqueur
    Mais elle prend ma tête entre ses mains
    Elle reste là et je l'aime bien

    Et c'est mieux ainsi
    Oui bien mieux

    Tu pourrais donner signe de vie
    Mais ne va pas croire que je m'ennuie
    Elle a tout pour que je sois quelqu'un
    Elle m'aimera même après-demain

    Et c'est mieux ainsi
    C'est mieux ainsi...



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    Fox On The Run
    Composer(s): Brian Connolly;
    Steve Priest; Andrew Scott; Mick Tucker
    Performer(s): Sweet



    I don't wanna know your name
    Cause you don't look the same
    The way you did before
    OK you think you got a pretty face
    But the rest of you is out of place
    You looked all right before

    Fox on the run
    You screamed and everybody comes a-running
    Take a run and hide yourself away
    Fox on the run
    F-foxy, foxy on the run and hideaway

    You-you talk about just every band
    But the names you drop are second hand
    I've heard it all before
    I don't wanna know your name
    Cause you don't look the same
    The way you did before
    (repeat chorus)




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    31-10-1974
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    Dum Dum Dum
    ((Adapted from: The Happy Song (Dum-Dum) (Otis Redding) - 1968))
    Composer(s): Steve Cropper - Otis Redding - Michel Pagliaro - François d'Assise
    Performer(s): Michel Pagliaro - 1968



    Je chante cette chanson
    Je la chante pour mes amis
    Ils sont les seuls à me comprendre
    Voilà pourquoi je chante cette chanson

    Dum dum di li di dum dum
    Dum dum di li di dum dum
    Dum dum di li di dum dum

    Très tard un soir d'orage
    Tous avaient peur de cette noirceur
    Je cherchais le moyen d'éteindre tout ça
    Voilà pourquoi je chante cette chanson

    Dum dum di li di dum dum
    Dum dum di li di dum dum
    Dum dum di li di dum dum

    Allez encore une fois yeah

    Je m'lève et je me prépare
    Je veux bien boire mon café très noir
    Je ne suis pas encore tout à fait éveillé
    Voilà pourquoi je chante cette chanson

    Dum dum di li di dum dum
    Dum dum di li di dum dum
    Dum dum di li di dum dum



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.C'est Merveilleux L'amour
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    C'est Merveilleux L'amour Composer(s): Charles Aznavour - Gilbert Bécaud Performer(s): Charles Aznavour; Gilbert Bécaud



    C'est merveilleux l'amour
    C'est fantastique
    C'est trop compliqué pour
    Que ça s'explique
    Ça va, ça vient, ça court
    C'est lunatique
    C'est merveilleux l'amour

    Heureux ou malheureux
    C'est un dilemme
    Qui pose aux amoureux
    Plus d'un problème
    C'est un jeu dangereux
    Mais quand on aime
    C'est merveilleux l'amour

    Ça crie
    Ça mène notre vie
    Sur terre
    Ça pleure
    Et ça nous prend des heures
    Entières
    Et l'on a beau dire
    Et l'on a beau faire

    Quand on est dans ses doigts
    Notre vie change
    Car on subit sa loi
    Qu'est un mélange
    De tourments et de joies
    Vraiment étrange
    C'est merveilleux l'amour

    C'est merveilleux l'amour
    Qu'on se le dise
    Ces instants qu'on savoure
    Et qui nous grisent
    Dont dépendent nos jours
    Nous électrisent
    C'est merveilleux l'amour

    Ça vient sans s'annoncer
    Sans crier gare
    Un regard, un baiser
    Hop! ça démarre
    Le bonheur est lâché
    Dans la bagarre
    C'est merveilleux l'amour

    Ça vit
    De rêves et d'ennuis
    Qui passent
    C'est fier
    Ça fait un bruit d'enfer
    Ça casse
    Et quoi que l'on pense
    Et quoi que l'on fasse

    Quand dans son tourbillon
    Il nous entraîne
    Ça prend des proportions
    Surhumaines
    Et qu'on le veuille ou non
    C'est une chaîne
    Qui nous tient nuit et jour
    C'est merveilleux, merveilleux l'amour



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