Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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I've always been a gentle guy, kept my temper well But there is something on my mind I simply have to tell There may be certain boys who shout, "You're just a dumb half-wit" But my mind's made up about one thing, und this is it Oh, I'd rather suck on a lemon drop Than to try my luck with a lollipop 'Cause I always drop my lollipop Und it gets all over icky Oh, it makes me sick with the way it smears How the stuff do stick in tour hair and ears With the lemon bean I'm always clean But a lollipop, all icky I've tried and tried, but never could find A lollipop that's even halfway refined So, I'd rather suck on a lemon drop Than to try my luck with a lollipop 'Cause I always drop my lollipop Und it gets all over icky
Charms
Composer(s): Howard Greenfield - Helen Miller
Performer(s): Bobby Vee
Pretty charms, pretty little charms See how they sparkle in the sun Ding dong ding listen to them ring They seem to be telling everyone That you're my-y baby With a twist of your wrist it can be told You're my-y baby There it is, in fourteen ca-a-a-ra-a-at golden
Pretty charms, pretty little charms Starting from the day we met The Sweet Sixteen, the moments in between That New Year's Eve we won't forget So if some guy should ask you If some night you're free Wave him away with a wave of your arms Do as I say, just blind 'em with your charms And show him you belong to me
So if some guy should ask you If some night you're free Wave him away with a wave of your arms Do what I say, just blind 'em with your charms And show him you belong to me
(Pretty charms, pretty little charms) (Pretty charms, pretty little charms) (Pretty charms, pretty little charms)
Radio Composer(s): Bob Heatlie; Gordon Campbell Performer(s): Shakin' Stevens
Well, I got a girl whose as cute as can be But she never plays no attention to me She lives her life in a world full of stereo 'Cos all she ever wanna do is listen to the radio That's all
Well I take her to the movies and it's just the same We just get cozy and it's on again Listen on the headphones tuned into her favourite show, ooh ooh 'Cos all she ever wanna do is listen to the radio All day long
I whisper sweet nothings inside her ear But when I get close all I ever hear Some cool DJ telling me it's gonna show, ooh ooh Doesn't seem to be a way of getting inside her head She talks to me when it's only if the battery's dead But then she keeps a spare and it's back to rock and roll, oh yeah 'Cos all she ever wanna do is listen to the radio That's all she ever wanna do
I got a girl whose as cute as can be But she never pays no attention to me She lives her life in a world full of stereo, ooh ooh She's a hopeless case and I don't know what I can do I rack my brains while she sings out of tune Well she's switching me off and one of these days I'm gonna go, go yeah 'Cos all she ever wanna do is listen to the radio
All she ever wanna do is listen to the radio Yeah, all she ever wanna do is listen to the radio All she ever wanna do is listen to the radio Radio All she ever wanna do is listen to the radio All she ever wanna do is listen to the radio Radio All she ever wanna do is listen to the radio Radio All she ever wanna do is listen to the radio Radio All she ever wanna do is listen to the radio
Lollipop Man Composer(s): Hammond - Hazlewood Performer(s): Sweet
You go to the girl's school And I go to the boy's school Both seperated by a lollipop man I must cross the street to Get around to meet you Therefore I have to pass a lollipop man
Lollipop man, there's a lollipop man Who stands in the middle of the street (Ain't he sweet) There's a lollipop man, yeah a lollipop man Hey, good golly there's a lollipop man
He carries out his duty Isn't he a cutie There in the middle with his lollipop pole Opposite the high school Right in front of my school He's so incredible He's really got soul
Lollipop man, lollipop man Lollipop man, lollipop man He won't let the traffic come between us We can be together very soon But he will make the traffic stop With his giant lollipop Looking just a little like a moon man
In a yellow rain coat And a pair of gum boots There in the midst of an incredible jam Any kind of weather Bringing us together There stands a funny little lollipop man
Lollipop man, there's a lollipop man Who stands in the middle of the street (Ain't he sweet) A lollipop man, there's a lollipop man Hey, good golly there's a lollipop man...
Radar Love Composer(s): Barry Hay; George Kooymans Performer(s): Golden Earring
I've been drivin' all night, my hand's wet on the wheel There's a voice in my head that drives my heel My baby called, said she needs me here It's half past four and I'm shifting gears When she gets lonely and the longing gets too much She sends a cable comin' in from above Don't need to talk at all We got a thing that's called radar love We got a wave in the air Radar love Radio's playing some forgotten song Brenda Lee is comin' on strong The road has got me hypnotized I'm spinnin' into a new sunrise When I get lonely and I'm sure I've had enough She sends a comfort coming in from above Don't need a letter at all Chorus No more speed I'm almost there Gotta keep cool, now, gotta take care Last car to pass, here I go And the line of clouds goes down real slow And the radio plays some forgotten song Brenda Lee is coming on strong And the newsman sang his same song One more radar lover gone We got a thing that's called radar love
The Logical Song Composer(s): Rick Davies - Roger Hodgson First release by: Supertramp - 1979 Covered by multiple other artists
When I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderful a miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical And all the birds in the trees, well they'd be singing so happily joyfully, playfully watching me But then they send me away to teach me how to be sensible logical, responsible, practical And they showed me a world where I could be so dependable clinical, intellectual, cynical
There are times when all the world's asleep the questions run too deep for such a simple man Won't you please, please tell me what we've learned I know it sounds absurd but please tell me who I am
Now watch what you say or they'll be calling you a radical liberal, fanatical, criminal Won't you sign up your name, we'd like to feel you're acceptable, respectable, presentable, a vegetable!
At night, when all the world's asleep the questions run so deep for such a simple man Won't you please, please tell me what we've learned I know it sounds absurd but please tell me who I am
Charly
Composer(s): Sébastien Balasko - Daniel Faure
Performer(s): Anne Léonard
Charly: Comme disait Freud, sur lequel j'ai fait un exposé Absolument aaaapocalyptique la semaine dernière L'attirance médiumnique de nos sexes opposés Est inversément proportionnelle à l'attirance psychique ..
L'amour est compliqué, aujourd'hui les garçons Ne savent plus flirter, simplement, sans raison Chaaarly! Prête-moi ton vélo pour suivre ta conversation Je sens que ta libido dépasse ton imagination
Je sais bien que tu meurs d'envie de m'embrasser Mais tu racontes Freud avant de dessiner Chaaarly! Prête-moi ton vélo pour suivre la conversation Je sens que ta libido dépasse ton imagination
Dis: "Je t'aime!" Prends-moi dans tes bras, et oublions Kafka
L'amour comme autrefois, c'est merveilleux, crois-moi! Demande à ta maman, demande à ton papa Ils s'embrassaient, tout simplement, en chantant
Ta sensibilité prend de telles proportions Que tu ne peux rien faire sans une explication Chaaarly ! Prête-moi ton vélo pour suivre la conversation Je sens que ta libido dépasse ton imagination
Charly: L'hypnose sensorielle et ta structure environnante, ma chérie M'interdit farouchement d'appliquer les théories marxistes de notre masochisme décadent ..
Dans le contexte social actuel,je pense que l'union libre Serait envisageable afin de permettre le recyclage De notre métabolisme sexuel et d'éviter le paroxysme De la paranoïa que menace ..
Je sais bien que tu meurs d'envie de m'épouser Mais tu racontes Freud avant de dessiner Chaaarly! Prête-moi ton vélo pour suivre la conversation Je sens que ta libido dépasse ton imagination
Si tu m'aimes, prends-moi dans tes bras, et oublions Kafka!
Faisons comme autrefois, Charly, épouse-moi ! Demande à ma maman, demande à mon papa Embrasse-moi, épouse-moi Oh Charly, Charly .
L'amour, c'est une fille qui rencontre un garçon Et ça finit toujours de la même façon Chaaarly! Prête-moi ton vélo pour suivre ta conversation Je sens que ta libido dép Je sens que ta libido dép Je sens que ta libido dépasse ton imagination
Raconte-Moi La Mer Composer(s): Claude Delecluse Performer(s): Jean Ferrat
Raconte-moi la mer Dis-moi le goût des algues Et le bleu et le vert Qui dansent sur les vagues
La mer c'est l'impossible C'est le rivage heureux C'est le matin paisible Quand on ouvre les yeux C'est la porte du large Ouverte à deux battants C'est la tête en voyage Vers d'autres continents
C'est voler comme Icare Au devant du soleil En fermant sa mémoire A ce monde cruel La mer c'est le désir De ce pays d'amour Qu'il faudra découvrir Avant la fin du jour
Raconte-moi la mer Dis-moi ses aubes pâles Et le bleu et le vert Où tombent des étoiles
La mer c'est l'innocence Du paradis perdu Le jardin de l'enfance Où rien ne chante plus C'est l'écume et le sable Toujours recommencés Et la vie est semblable Au rythme des marées
C'est l'infinie détresse Des choses qui s'en vont C'est tout ce qui nous laisse A la morte saison La mer c'est le regret De ce pays d'amour Que l'on cherche toujours Et qu'on n'atteint jamais
Raconte-moi la mer Dis-moi le goût des algues Et le bleu et le vert Qui dansent sur les vagues
The Loco-Motion Composer(s): Carole King - Gerry Goffin First release by: Little Eva - 1962 Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages: 1962 - Le Loco-Motion (Sylvie Vartan) 1975 - Kohta Juna Lähtee (Frederik) 2004 - Leve De Vakantie (M-Kids)
Everybody's doin' a brand-new dance, now (Come on baby, do the Loco-motion) I know you'll get to like it if you give it a chance now (Come on baby, do the Loco-motion) My little baby sister can do it with me It's easier than learning your A-B-C's So come on, come on, do the Loco-motion with me You gotta swing your hips, now Come on, baby Jump up Jump back Well, now, I think you've got the knack
Now that you can do it, let's make a chain, now (Come on baby, do the Loco-motion) A chug-a chug-a motion like a railroad train, now (Come on baby, do the Loco-motion) Do it nice and easy, now, don't lose control A little bit of rhythm and a lot of soul So come on, come on, do the Loco-motion with me
Move around the floor in a Loco-motion (Come on baby, do the Loco-motion) Do it holding hands if you get the notion (Come on baby, do the Loco-motion) There's never been a dance that's so easy to do It even makes you happy when you're feeling blue So come on, come on, do the Loco-motion with me
Charlotte Ou Sarah
Composer(s): Pierre Louki - Georges Brassens
Performer(s): Georges Brassens
N'ayant pas connu l'amour depuis plus de vingt ans J'avais, disons, le cur en veilleuse Pourtant j'ai du sex-appeal et je suis bien portant Mais pas de Juliette pour autant Et voilà que dans ma vie tombent en même temps Deux créatures ensorceleuses Mais deux à la fois c'est beaucoup pour un débutant Pardonnez si je suis hésitant
Je n'sais pas Si je dois baiser Charlotte Ou embras- Ser Sarah Charlotte a De délicieuses culottes Sarah a de beaux bras Je n'sais pas Si Charlotte sans culotte Est mieux qu'Sa- Rah sans bras Si c'est la Culotte qui me pilote Voyez mon embarras Je n' peux pas dire que je n'aime pas Sarah à cause des culottes qu'elle n'a pas Mais j' peux pas soutenir de même que Charlotte ne me plaît pas à cause des bras de Sarah
Dans mon cas Comment faire saperlotte? Si je choi- Sis Sarah, Dans ses bras La culotte de Charlotte Pour sûr me manquera Plus je rêve de cueillir ces fruits d'amour charmants Et plus j'appréhende la cueillette Me faudra-t-il les honorer simultanément Et comment m'en sortir autrement? Si je peux offrir mon cur à chacune en donnant Un ventricule et une oreillette Il est d'autres attributs que je ne puis vraiment Détailler inconsidérément
Je n'sais pas Si je dois chasser Charlotte Ou rembar- Rer Sarah Que fera La culotte de Charlotte Si Sarah baisse les bras? Et si Sa- Rah veut porter la culotte Qu'est-c' que Char- Lotte dira? Car si Char- Lotte a beaucoup de culottes Sarah n'a que deux bras Bien sûr Charlotte m'asticote, pour un cur tant et tant de culottes, tentation! Oui mais Sarah est polyglotte, une polyglotte sans culotte c'est bien pour la conversation
Me faudra- T-il me donner à Charlotte Et Sarah À la fois? Gare à moi Si deux souris me pelotent Je suis fait comme un rat Je n' sais pas Si je dois baiser Charlotte Ou embras- Ser Sarah Charlotte a De délicieuses culottes Sarah a de beaux bras
Racing With The Moon Composer(s): Vaughn Monroe; Paul Pope; John Watson Performer(s): Vaughn Monroe; John Pizzarelli
Once we were all together You, the moon and I But on the night you left me The moon raced back to the sky
Racing with the moon High up in the midnight blue And then all too soon Its lost from view
Racing with the moon High up in the midnight blue And then all too soon Its lost from view Gazing at the stars High up in the clouds of grey But just like the moon They fade away In the blue heavens I see Your face smiling at me My heart will never be free Until were back together Racing with the moon That is what Ill always do Till I overtake the moon and you
Leve De Vakantie ((Adapted from: The Loco-Motion (Little Eva) - 1962)) Composer(s): Carole King - Gerry Goffin - Jo De Clercq Performer(s): M-Kids - 2004
Versions In Other Languages: 1962 - Le Loco-Motion (Sylvie Vartan) 1975 - Kohta Juna Lähtee (Frederik)
Elke morgen moeten we weer samen naar school gaan Come On Baby Leve De Vakantie Waren al die lessen maar wat vlugger gedaan, ja Come On Baby Leve De Vakantie Ik kan zo lang niet stil zijn, 'k heb te veel energie ik wil een beetje ritme, 'k heb genoeg fantasie Come on , Come on leve de vakantie oh yeah
Wij willen uit de bol gaan Kom aan feesten Kom mee, doe mee We gaan door tot morgen vroeg
We zitten op de banken maar dar valt toch niet mee, nee Come On Baby Leve De Vakantie We dromen van het strand en van de zon en zee Come On Baby Leve De Vakantie Weg die warme kleren trek die spullen maar uit Ik voel de zonnestralen op mijn bleke huid Come on come on leve de vakantie oh yeah
Wij willen uit de bol gaan Kom aan feesten Kom mee, doe mee We gaan door tot morgen vroeg
En 's avonds als ik thuis kom en mijn werk nog moet maken Come On Baby Leve De Vakantie Dan kruip ik in mijn bed tussen de warme lakens Come On Baby Leve De Vakantie Dan droom ik van vakantie op gouden strand en 's avonds gaan we dansen lekker bruingebrand Come on come on leve de vakantie oh yeah
Wij willen uit de bol gaan Kom aan feesten Kom mee, doe mee We gaan door tot morgen vroeg
We gaan met vakantie, we vertrekken op vakantie Come On Baby Leve De Vakantie We gaan met vakantie, we vertrekken op vakantie Come On Baby Leve De Vakantie Weg die warme kleren trek die spullen maar uit Ik voel die zonnestralen op mijn bleke huid Come on com on leve de vakantie Come on com on leve de vakantie Come on com on leve de vakantie oh yeah
Wij willen uit de bol gaan Kom aan feesten doe mee wij willen uit de bol gaan kom aan feesten, doe mee doe mee we gaan door tot morgenvroeg
Charlotte For Ever
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg; Charlotte Gainsbourg
Charlotte Charlotte for ever Petit papa rêveur Charlotte Charlotte for ever À jamais dans mon cur
Charlotte Charlotte for ever Recherche d'un never More yes for ever Tous les amours se meurent Sans toi Je n'suis plus moi J'dérive à l'infini Sens moi Approche-toi Amour de ma vie
Charlotte Charlotte for ever No leader no dealer
Charlotte Charlotte for ever De moi tu es l'auteur Charlotte Charlotte for ever Es-tu à la hauteur Je n'suis plus moi J'dérive à l'infini Sens moi Approche-toi Amour de ma vie
Charlotte Charlotte for ever Pitié pour moi mon cur Charlotte Charlotte for ever Tu as gagné je pleure
Charlotte Charlotte for ever Papa papa j'ai peur Charlotte Charlotte for ever De goûter ta saveur
Charlotte Charlotte for ever Vu ni vu ni couleur Charlotte Charlotte for ever Détournement d'mineure
Le Loco-Motion ((Adapted from: The Loco-Motion (Little Eva) - 1962)) Composer(s): Carole King - Gerry Goffin - Georges Aber Performer(s): Sylvie Vartan - 1962
Versions In Other Languages: 1975 - Kohta Juna Lähtee (Frederik) 2004 - Leve De Vakantie (M-Kids)
Prenez Le Premier Train Qui Vous Fera Danser Invitez Les Copains Qui Savent Bien Twister Vous Allez Par Devant Et Puis Vous Reculez Vous Twistez En Marchant Ce N'est Pas Complique Venez Danser Tous Le Locomotion Oh Oui Si Vous Avez Un Bon Ticket Allez Y Venez Danser Pour Tous Bagages Quelqu'un Qui Vous Plait Attention Au Depart Il Faut Vous Depecher Il Est Deja Trop Tard Le Train Va Demarrer Et Si Y A Un Voyage Je Prend Le Train De Nuit Jusqu'a La Derniere Heure Jusqu'au Dernier Whisky Venez Danser Tous Le Locomotion Oh Oui Prenez Le Bon Wagon Pour Bien Vous Amuser En Courant Le Garçon Ou La Fille Qui Vous Plait Et Quand Le Dernier Arrivera En Gare Vous Quittez Les Copains En Leur Disant Bonsoir Jusqu'a Demain Ouh Le Locomotion Oh Oui Venez Danser, Venez Danser Tous Le Locomotion Venez Danser Venez Danser, Venez Danser Tous Le Locomotion Venez Danser
Charlie, T'iras Pas Au Paradis
Composer(s): Pierre Delanoë - Gilbert Bécaud
Performer(s): Gilbert Bécaud
Charlie, Oh Charlie t'iras pas au paradis Charlie, Oh Charlie t'iras pas au paradis Tes pensées sont mauvaises Tu fais honte à ton diocèse T'iras pas au paradis Charlie
Elle est là derrière un pilier Je la regarde agenouillée Aux jours de Pâques et de Noël A la messe je ne vois qu'elle Elle est belle comme la statue De la Vierge à l'Enfant Jésus Comment voulez-vous je vous prie Que dans ces conditions je prie
Oh Charlie t'iras pas au paradis Charlie, Charlie, t'iras pas au paradis Mon paradis c'est elle et c'est tout Et même si je scandalise Quand je suis à l'église Je pense à Marie Aux yeux de Marie Je pense à Marie Aux mains de Marie Au corps de Marie Au cur de Marie Je pense à Marie-Louise
Come and get it And get it now If you don't get it You're a paw
J'arrive une heure avant la messe Pour la joie de la voir passer Et pendant qu'elle est à confesse Je suis jaloux de son curé Je me lève et je m'agenouille Je me sens comme crucifié Par tous les regards qui me fouillent Des grenouilles de bénitier
Oh Charlie, t'iras pas au paradis Charlie, Charlie t'iras pas au paradis Ton paradis je m'en fous Mon paradis c'est elle et c'est tout Et même si je scandalise Le dimanche à l'église Je pense à Marie Je pense à Marie Aux yeux de Marie Aux mains de Marie Au corps de Marie Au cur de Marie Je pense à Marie-Louise
Come and get it And get it now If you don't get it You're a paw
Tout à l'heure quand elle va sortir J'vais la rater encore une fois Tout à l'heure ces ballots vont rire Sur le zinc du café tabac Rigolez les gars rigolez J'y mettrai le temps qu'il faudra Mais un dimanche vous la verrez Sortir de l'église à mon bras
Oh Charlie, tu l'auras ton paradis Charlie, Charlie, tu l'auras ton paradis Ell' sera bell' bell' tout en blanc J'aurai un chapeau et des gants Et même si ça scandalise Un beau jour à l'église Je s'rai le mari, je s'rai le mari, je s'rai le mari...
Race To The End Composer(s): Jon Anderson; Vangelis Performer(s): Demis Roussos; and various other artists
There is but one freedom Man running along Each step that he's taking A step to his soul
The passion and courage It takes to be there the spirit of freedom Alive in the air
Whenever the running man awakes To challenge to glory he knows that he can turn the key once more to unlock the soul
The way becomes clearer The way is complete The need that of winning Admit no defeat
The circles together Hold hands to the sky The freedom of running The freedom to try
Let no one surround himself with pain But use it to free him The game is to learn to live again A race to the end To try to the end The game is to learn to live again A race to the end
The Living Years Composer(s): Mike Rutherford - B. A. Robertson First release by: Mike + The Mechanics - 1988 Covered by multiple other artists
Every generation Blames the one before And all of their frustrations Come beating on your door
I know that I'm a prisoner To all my Father held so dear I know that I'm a hostage To all his hopes and fears I just wish I could have told him in the living years
Crumpled bits of paper Filled with imperfect thought Stilted conversations I'm afraid that's all we've got
You say you just don't see it He says it's perfect sense You just can't get agreement In this present tense We all talk a different language Talking in defence
Say it loud, say it clear You can listen as well as you hear It's too late when we die To admit we don't see eye to eye
So we open up a quarrel Between the present and the past We only sacrifice the future It's the bitterness that lasts
So Don't yield to the fortunes You sometimes see as fate It may have a new perspective On a different day And if you don't give up, and don't give in You may just be O.K.
Say it loud, say it clear You can listen as well as you hear It's too late when we die To admit we don't see eye to eye
I wasn't there that morning When my Father passed away I didn't get to tell him All the things I had to say
I think I caught his spirit Later that same year I'm sure I heard his echo In my baby's new born tears I just wish I could have told him in the living years
Say it loud, say it clear You can listen as well as you hear It's too late when we die To admit we don't see eye to eye
Charlie, The Midnight Marauder
Composer(s): Bagby - Davis
Performer(s): The Limeliters
Calling car 41 Calling car 41 Investigate a code 7 At 116 west 14th St. and report Looks like Charlie's at it again
Oh Charlie was raised in the city He scoffed at the suburban life Til satan disguised as a salesman Bewitched and bewildered his wife
She heard of the pleasures of rural life With barbecues under the trees And so for a mere forty thousand He purchased their dreamhouse with ease
He rose before dawn every morning To dreamily fall into line (yawn) And follow that bumper before him (Beep Beep) To be on the job before nine
His dreamhouse of crumbling stucco Was more like a nightmarish load His weekends were spent in hard labor He dug and he pruned and he mowed
One night an electrical failure Blacked out every street in the track Our hero drove up in confusion But couldn't locate his new shack
Each crackerbox looked like the one next door As far as the eye could see He cursed to himself as he pondered Now where in the world can it be
He searched til a door looked familiar Than tried out his key in the lock The door open wide and he entered Poor Charlie was on the wrong block
He strode to the couch of his sleeping love He kissed her and backed off in fright The girl he had kissed was a stranger Who screamed and ran out in the night
They caught him a few minutes later Still rooted and shaking with fear They called him the midnight marauder And put him away for a year
And put him away for a yea-ea-ear And put him away for a year They called him the midnight maurauder And put him away for a year
When a salesman is taunting suburbia He's doing it purely for help Remember the story of Charlie And tell him to move there himself
And tell him to move there himsel-el-elf And tell him to move there himself Remember the story of Charlie And tell him to move there himself
