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  • 13-05-1976
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    The Spaniard That Blighted My Life
    Composer(s): Billy Merson
    Performer(s): Billy Merson
    and multiple other artists



    List to me while I tell you
    Of the Spaniard that blighted my life
    List to me while I tell you
    Of the man who pinched my future wife

    'Twas at the bull fight where we met him
    We'd been watching his daring display
    And while I went out for some nuts and a programme
    The dirty dog stole her away

    Oh yes! Oh yes!
    But I've sworn that I'll have my revenge!

    If I catch Alphonso Spagoni, the Toreador
    With a mighty swipe I will dislocate his bally jaw!
    I'll find this bullfighter, I will
    And when I catch the bounder
    The blighter I'll kill
    He shall die! He shall die!
    He shall die tiddly-i-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti!
    He shall die! He shall die!
    For I'll raise a bunion on his Spanish onion
    If I catch him bending tonight!

    Yes, when I catch Spagoni
    He will wish that he'd never been born
    And for this special reason
    My stiletto I've fetched out of pawn

    It cost me five shillings to fetch it
    This expense it has caused me much pain
    But the pawnbroker's promised when I've killed Spagoni
    He'll take it in pawn once again

    Oh yes! Oh yes!
    So tonight there will be dirty work

    If I catch Alphonso Spagoni, the Toreador
    With a mighty swipe I will dislocate his bally jaw!
    I'll find this bullfighter, I will
    And when I catch the bounder
    The blighter I'll kill
    He shall die! He shall die!
    He shall die tiddly-i-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti!
    He shall die! He shall die!
    For I'll raise a bunion on his Spanish onion
    If I catch him bending tonight!

    I tracked him to London
    And he gave me the slip once again
    And they told me this morning
    That he'd doubled and gone back to Spain

    But whatever it costs me I'll catch him
    Then no more will he give me the slip
    With my last one and ninepence on Sunday
    I'm going to Spain by the Sunday League Trip

    Oh yes! Oh yes!
    And then the dark deed will be done

    If I catch Alphonso Spagoni, the Toreador
    With a mighty swipe I will dislocate his bally jaw!
    I'll find this bullfighter, I will
    And when I catch the bounder
    The blighter I'll kill
    He shall die! He shall die!
    He shall die tiddly-i-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti!
    He shall die! He shall die!
    For I'll raise a bunion on his Spanish onion
    If I catch him bending tonight!



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    Colors Of The Spirit
    Composer(s): John Bettis; Jonathan Cain;
    Steve Perry; Neal Schon
    Performer(s): Journey



    We are one, we are one
    Distant rhythm in a troubled sky
    Angry clouds divide the sun
    Feels like thunder and so do I
    Bloody silence has begun
    Flying like a wounded dove

    Tomorrow comes undone
    Surrender don't come easily
    We try to get over... over
    Falling together... together

    Many colors of the spirit
    Many lives below the sun
    We are colors of the spirit
    We are many... we are one

    Ask the question - what's goin' on
    Why raging children run
    Where's the father's legacy
    Where's the harvest of the son
    Close your eyes and tell me what you see
    I see the same thing... same thing

    Many colors of the spirit
    Many lives below the sun
    We are colors of the spirit
    We are many... we are one
    No, surrender don't come easily
    We try to get over... over

    Many colors of the spirit
    Many lives below the sun
    We are colors of the spirit
    We are many... we are one
    We are many... we are oneWe are one, we are one
    Distant rhythm in a troubled sky
    Angry clouds divide the sun
    Feels like thunder and so do I
    Bloody silence has begun
    Flying like a wounded dove

    Tomorrow comes undone
    Surrender don't come easily
    We try to get over... over
    Falling together... together

    Many colors of the spirit
    Many lives below the sun
    We are colors of the spirit
    We are many... we are one

    Ask the question - what's goin' on
    Why raging children run
    Where's the father's legacy
    Where's the harvest of the son
    Close your eyes and tell me what you see
    I see the same thing... same thing

    Many colors of the spirit
    Many lives below the sun
    We are colors of the spirit
    We are many... we are one
    No, surrender don't come easily
    We try to get over... over

    Many colors of the spirit
    Many lives below the sun
    We are colors of the spirit
    We are many... we are one
    We are many... we are one



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Rien De Rien
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    Rien De Rien
    Composer(s): Charles Aznavour; Pierre Roche
    Performer(s): Edith Piaf



    Rien de rien...
    Il ne se passe jamais rien pour moi
    Je me demande pourquoi!
    Rien! Rien! Rien!
    Il ne se passe jamais rien!...
    Rien de rien...
    Il ne se passe jamais rien pour moi
    Je me demande pourquoi!
    Rien! Rien! Rien!
    Il ne se passe jamais rien!...

    Du matin à l'heure où je me couche
    Tout ici est calme et banal
    J'aimerais qu' 'y s'passe quequ' chose de louche
    De la prime ou du pas normal

    Rien de rien...
    Il ne se passe jamais rien pour moi
    Je me demande pourquoi!
    Rien! Rien! Rien!
    Il ne se passe jamais rien!...

    Voici un couple qui murmure
    Et dans une chambre veut se glisser...
    Je devine une tendre aventure...
    Mais ils vont chacun d'leur côté!

    Rien de rien...
    Il ne se passe jamais rien pour moi
    Je me demande pourquoi!
    Rien! Rien! Rien!
    Il ne se passe jamais rien!...
    Rien de rien...
    Il ne se passe jamais rien pour moi
    Je me demande pourquoi!
    Rien!...
    Il ne se passe jamais rien!...
    Rien de rien...
    Il ne se passe jamais rien pour moi
    Je me demande pourquoi!
    Rien! Rien! Rien!
    Il ne se passe jamais rien!...

    Deux hommes parlent à voix basse
    Discutant pleins d'animation
    Pour écouter, je change de place
    Mais hélas, je n'entends que "oui, non"

    Rien de rien...
    Il ne se passe jamais rien pour moi
    Je me demande pourquoi!
    Rien! Rien! Rien!
    Il ne se passe jamais rien!...

    Ce qu'y s'passe pas, j'aimerais qu'ça s'passe
    Que ça s'passe ne serait-ce que pour moi
    Comme ça je verrais ce qu'y s'passe
    Et je pourrais dire qu'ça s'passe pas!

    Rien de rien...
    Il ne se passe jamais rien pour moi
    Et je me demande pourquoi!
    Rien ...
    Il ne se passe jamais rien!




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    12-05-1976
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    Do You Wanna Go Party
    Composer(s): Harry Wayne "K.C." Casey - Richard Finch
    Performer(s): K.C. & The Sunshine Band



    Ooh, ah, party
    Ooh, ah, party
    Ooh, ah, party
    Ooh, ah, party
    Do you wanna go party
    We'll get funky there, party
    Drink a little wine, party
    Have a funky time, party
    Come on baby, sexy lady
    Let's go out tonight
    We'll go party
    we'll go dancin'
    Let's go get satisfied
    Ooh, ah, party
    Ooh, ah, party
    Ooh, ah, party
    Ooh, ah, party
    Como on baby, sexy lady
    Let yourself unwind
    I wanna love you
    Kiss and hug you
    Make it last all night
    Ooh, ah, party
    Ooh, ah, party

    Ooh, ah, party
    Ooh, ah, party
    Do you wanna go party
    We'll get funky there, party
    Drink a little wine, party
    Have a funky time, party
    Ooh, ah
    Ooh, ah
    Ooh, ah
    Ooh, ah

    Do you wanna go party

    Do you wanna go party
    We'll get funky there, party
    Drink a little wine, party
    Have a funky time, party
    Party
    Party
    Party
    (Repeat)



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Colours
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    Colours
    Danish Title: Gul Er Farven På Min Elskedes Hår
    Composer(s): Donovan
    Originally performed by: Donovan
    Covered by various other artists



    Yellow is the color of my true love's hair
    In the morning, when we rise
    In the morning, when we rise
    That's the time
    (That's the time)
    That's the time
    (That's the time)
    I love the best

    Green is the color of the sparkling corn
    In the morning, when we rise
    In the morning, when we rise
    That's the time
    (That's the time)
    That's the time
    (That's the time)
    I love the best

    Blue is the color of the sky
    In the morning, when we rise
    In the morning, when we rise
    That's the time
    (That's the time)
    That's the time
    (That's the time)
    I love the best

    Mellow is the feeling that I get
    When I see her, uhh-hmm
    When I see her, oh yeah
    In the morning, when we rise
    In the morning, when we rise
    That's the time
    (That's the time)
    That's the time
    (That's the time)
    I love the best

    Freedom is a word I rarely use
    Without thinking, oh yeah
    Without thinking, hm-m
    Of the time
    Of the time
    Of the time
    Of the time
    When I've been loved

    Yellow is the color of my true love's hair
    In the morning, when we rise
    In the morning, when we rise
    That's the time
    (That's the time)
    That's the time
    (That's the time)
    I love the best



    Categorie:Eng. Songs
    Tags:Donovan

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Rien De Nouveau
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    Rien De Nouveau
    Composer(s): Francis Cabrel
    Performer(s): Francis Cabrel



    Elle passe
    Sans le regarder, elle passe
    Lui ça lui glace le dos
    Elle est exactement tout ce qu'il lui faut...
    Il lui faut

    Elle laisse
    Sans même y penser, elle laisse
    Traîner comme un lasso
    Quelques parfums où il vient se prendre aussitôt
    Aussitôt

    Il bloque
    Les yeux comme des hublots
    Et le cœur au-delà du tempo

    Il fonce
    Il part droit sur elle, il fonce
    Comme un lanceur de marteau
    Après il jongle avec des cercles et des flambeaux
    Des flambeaux

    Il parle
    Jusqu'à l'asphyxier
    Il parle comme Gable à Garbo
    Il prend des poses
    Comme les danseurs de tango... de tango

    Il bloque
    Les yeux comme des hublots
    En fait... en fait il en fait trop!

    Y a soixante-cinq millions d'années
    Par un soleil comme aujourd'hui
    Un de nos grands-parents faisait
    Le beau pour sa nouvelle amie

    Et lui il reste
    Il reste comme collé au carreau
    Il dit qu'il l'aime en somme
    Et c'est rien de nouveau... rien de nouveau

    Les yeux comme des hublots
    Et le cœur au-delà du tempo

    Y a soixante-cinq millions d'années
    Par un soleil comme aujourd'hui
    Un de nos grands-parents faisait
    Le beau pour sa nouvelle amie

    Il reste
    Il reste comme collé au carreau
    Il dit qu'il l'aime en somme
    Et c'est rien de nouveau... rien de nouveau




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    11-05-1976
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    The South's Gonna Do It Again
    Performer(s): Charlie Daniels



    Well the train to Grinder's Switch is runnin' right on time
    And the Tucker boys are cookin' down in Caroline
    People down in Florida can't be still
    When old Lynyrd Skynyrd's pickin' down in Jacksonville
    People down in Georgia come from near and far
    To hear Richard Betts pickin' on his red guitar

    So gather round gather round children
    Get down well just get down children
    Get loud well you can be loud and be proud
    And you can be proud here
    Be proud to a rebel 'cause the south's gonna do it again

    Elvin Bishop's sittin' on a bale of hay
    He ain't good lookin' but he sure can play
    And there's ZZ Top and you can't forget
    That old brother Willie's gettin' soakin' wet
    And all the good people down in Tennessee
    Are diggin' barefoot Jerry and the CDB

    So gather round gather round children
    Get down well just get down children
    Get loud well you can be loud and be proud
    And you can be proud here
    Be proud to a rebel 'cause the south's gonna do it again

    And again.... yes it is



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Gul Er Farven PÃ¥ Min Elskedes HÃ¥r
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    Gul Er Farven På Min Elskedes Hår
    English Title: Colours
    Performer(s): Lars Lilholt
    (Originally performed by: Donovan)



    Gul er farven på min elskedes hår
    her til morgen når vi står op
    her til morgen når vi står op
    det er den tid, det er den tid
    jeg bedst ka’ li’

    Blå er farven på himmelen
    her til morgen når vi står op
    her til morgen når vi står op
    det er den tid, det er den tid
    jeg bedst ka’ li’

    Grøn er farven på det glitrende korn
    her til morgen når vi står op
    Her til morgen når vi står op
    det er den tid, det er den tid
    jeg bedst ka’ li’

    Mildhed er følelsen jeg får
    når jeg ser hende m-m-m
    når jeg ser hende m-m-m
    det er den tid, det er den tid
    jeg bedst ka’ li’

    Frihed er et ord jeg sjældent bruger
    uden at tænke m-m-m
    uden at tænke m-m-m
    på den tid, på den tid
    hvor jeg var din



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Rien À Voir
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    Rien À Voir
    Composer(s): Henri Gougaud
    Performer(s): Jean Ferrat



    Des poèmes écrits sur les automobiles
    Un grand nu de Renoir peint sur le Sacré Coeur
    De longues femmes fleurs au sourire immobile
    Chantant au coin des rues des chansons crève-coeur

    Et dans les prisons rien à voir
    Rien à voir rien à voir

    Des fruits mal défendus et des filles gourmandes
    Cinglant vers le bonheur toutes voiles dehors
    Armstrong et Beethoven dans les champs de lavande
    "La vie en rose" hurlée aux monuments aux morts

    Et dans les casernes rien à voir
    Rien à voir rien à voir

    Des chemins tout tracés pour la joie des instables
    Des chemins qui ne vont à Rome ni ailleurs
    La multiplication des pains sur chaque table
    Par un Jésus faisant l'amour parmi les fleurs

    Et dans les églises rien à voir
    Rien à voir rien à voir

    Les vieux dans les pommiers et du vent dans les branches
    Les oiseaux de malheur enfin dynamités
    Un hymne national qui te prend par les hanches
    Pour te faire danser en plein coeur de l'été

    Et dans le soleil tout à voir
    Tout à voir tout à voir




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    10-05-1976
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    Ton Nom
    ((English Version: Sound Of Your Name (Charles Aznavour & Liza Minnelli))
    Composer(s): Charles Aznavour
    Performer(s): Charles Aznavour; Waldir Calmon



    Ton nom
    C'est un mot merveilleux, un appel qui jaillit
    Et de souffle en murmure aboutit à ce cri
    Déchirant par instant
    Le silence angoissant
    De la nuit

    Ton nom
    Que répète ma voix et que reprend l'écho
    Met le trouble en mon âme
    Et tant qu'il vibre en moi
    Mon coeur ne connaît pas
    De repos

    Ton nom
    Qui fait naître la joie où stagnait la peur
    C'est l'étoile qui luit dans le ciel de mon coeur
    Et me guide à travers
    Les sentiers escarpés
    Du bonheur

    Ton nom
    A l'heure où l'ombre vient pour dépouiller le jour
    Se transforme pour moi en simple mot d'amour
    Et me fait prisonnier
    De la nuit, de toi et
    De ton nom

    Ton nom
    Claque comme un drapeau planté comme un défi
    Sur la terre promise au rêveur que je suis
    Car il flotte à présent
    Dans l'azur, pour le temps
    De ma vie

    Ton nom
    Que j'écris sur les murs, sur les arbres, partout
    Et le crie sur les toits, dans le vent comme un fou
    Que tu sois dans mes bras
    Ou perdue loin de moi
    Loin de tout

    Ton nom
    C'est un son obsédant qui voltige dans l'air
    Il plane autour de moi, il me frôle et me serre
    Et joue à retourner
    Mon sang et mes pensées
    A l'envers

    Ton nom
    Sur mes lèvres et mon corps rime avec mes désirs
    Il est tendre, il est chaud, il se dit à plaisir
    Et je ne peux sans faiblir
    Demain vivre ou mourir
    En ton nom



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Coloured Rain
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    Coloured Rain
    Composer(s): Steve Winwood; Jim Capaldi; Chris Wood
    Originally performed by: Traffic
    Covered by various other artists



    Yesterday I was a young boy
    Searching for my way
    Not knowing what I wanted
    Living life from day to day
    'Till you came along
    There was nothing but an empty space and a pain

    Feels like Coloured Rain
    Tastes like Coloured Rain
    Bring on Coloured Rain
    Yeah!

    I can see a sail of changing
    Filling with surprise
    United with a feeling
    Bringing love into my eyes
    Till you came along
    there was nothing but an empty space and a pain



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    Tags:Traffic

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Rien À Personne
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    Rien À Personne
    Composer(s): G. Aber;
    Erik Bamy; Johnny Hallyday
    Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday



    Je ne dois rien à personne
    Mais je ne méprise personne
    J'ai donné plus que personne
    A cette garce de vie qu'j'me cogne

    Je me fous de ce que l'on pense
    Pour tout dire je m'en balance
    J'ai mes joies et mes souffrances
    Chaque jour j'avance

    Non, je ne dois rien à personne
    Et je ne méprise personne
    J'ai donné plus que personne
    Non je ne dois rien à personne

    Par défi par insolence
    Jamais rester sur la défense
    Chaque jour recommence
    Je m'engueule, avance avance

    Non je ne dois rien à personne
    C'est la vie qui vous façonne
    Comme on dit on devient un homme
    Par les coups qui vous assoment

    Non je ne dois rien à personne
    Et je ne méprise personne
    J'ai donné plus que personne
    Non non je ne dois rien à personne

    Un jour attaque un jour défense
    Je me fous de la médisance
    Plus ça fait mal plus j'crie vengeance
    Je m'engueule, avance avance

    Non je ne dois rien à personne
    Et je ne méprise personne
    J'ai donné plus que personne
    Non non je ne dois rien à personne




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    09-05-1976
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    Sound Of Your Name
    ((French Version: Ton Nom (Charles Aznavour))
    Composer(s): Herbert Kretzmer - Charles Aznavour
    Performer(s): Charles Aznavour & Liza Minnelli



    The sound of your name comes to me any hour
    On the wings of the wind, like the scent of a flower
    How can I explain its impossible power
    The sound of your name

    The sound of your name is a valentine greeting
    A dare when it rings and a heart when it's beating
    And alone in a cell where all things keep repeating
    The sound of your name

    Your name is a song that I long to be writing
    The music is strong and the words are inviting
    Exchangeable melodies, strangely exciting
    I found in your name

    The sound of your name can bring times of desire
    That flares like a plane as it climbs ever higher
    That burns in my senses and turns then to fire
    The sound of your name

    But love is a game that can't easily change
    The players discover the risk and the dangers
    We started as lovers, we ended as strangers
    Now where can I turn

    Your name is the ghost of a chance that you gave me
    That original day, just enough when plainly
    And only my grief, what is there that can tame me
    If you don't return

    As night in my dreams you are there, an obsession
    I whisper your name, I expel a confession
    You've entered my soul and you've taken possession
    And who can I blame

    For you are the heaven on earth that I sigh for
    The high unattainable moon that I cry for
    As long as I live, I will live and I'll die for
    The sound of your name



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Skeleton And The Roundabout
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    Skeleton And The Roundabout
    Composer(s): Jeff Lynne
    Performer(s): The Idle Race



    Climb aboard my roundabout
    Climb aboard my roundabout
    I am the fairground man at heart
    I run the roundabout this part
    I fill this fair but custom have I none

    I turn the handle round so fast it makes my elbow ache
    Nobody seems to care
    No-one rides upon my roundabout no longer anymore
    Oh what a horrid fair!

    Climb aboard my roundabout
    Climb aboard my roundabout
    Climb aboard my roundabout
    Climb aboard my roundabout

    Money there is none - I'm thinner than a skeleton

    But wait a minute, I'm so thin
    That all these aches and pains could be a chance for me
    I could be a horror or a ghost in a ghost train
    I think I'll go and see

    I meet the man who runs the ghost train
    He says, "You're just great!
    I'll pay you top class wages
    If you'll just hang from this gate"

    A year is passing lots of food and money come my way
    Oh lucky man am I
    But who's this telling me, "You're fired!
    You're much too fat to be a ghost, be on your way!"
    So here I am

    Climb aboard my roundabout
    Climb aboard my roundabout
    Climb aboard my roundabout
    Climb aboard my roundabout



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Color Slide
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    Color Slide Composer(s): Blaikley - Howard Performer(s): The Honeycombs



    I got you on my wall
    I got you ten foot tall
    I got you on a color slide

    I met you on the beach
    You weren't too hard to tease
    I quickly drew you to my side

    We spent one day of love
    One day of sun and sea
    I can't forget your kiss
    Or the thrill when I felt you holding me

    I said just for a laugh
    I'd take your photograph
    But now it seems my luck has died

    And when I'm feeling low
    I hold a picture show
    I'd sit and watch your color slide

    We spent one day of love
    One day of sun and sea
    I can't forget your kiss
    Or the thrill when I felt you holding me

    I got you on my wall
    I got you ten foot tall
    I got you on a color slide

    And baby it's a shame
    I didn't even take your name
    And now I got my color slide



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Rien À Jeter
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    Rien À Jeter
    Composer(s): Georges Brassens
    Performer(s): Georges Brassens; Maxime le Forestier



    Sans ses cheveux qui volent
    J'aurais, dorénavant
    Des difficultés folles
    A voir d'où vient le vent

    Tout est bon chez elle, y a rien jeter
    Sur l'île déserte il faut tout emporter

    Je me demande comme
    Subsister sans ses joues
    M'offrant de belles pommes
    Nouvelles chaque jour

    Tout est bon chez elle, y a rien jeter
    Sur l'île déserte il faut tout emporter

    Sans sa gorge, ma tète
    Dépourvu' de coussin
    Reposerais par terre
    Et rien n'est plus malsain

    Tout est bon chez elle, y a rien jeter
    Sur l'île déserte il faut tout emporter

    Sans ses hanches solides
    Comment faire, demain
    Si je perds l'équilibre
    Pour accrocher mes mains?

    Tout est bon chez elle, y a rien jeter
    Sur l'île déserte il faut tout emporter

    Elle a mile autres choses
    Précieuses encore
    Mais, en spectacle, j'ose
    Pas donner tout son corps

    Tout est bon chez elle, y a rien jeter
    Sur l'île déserte il faut tout emporter

    Des charmes de ma mie
    J'en passe et des meilleurs
    Vos cours d'anatomie
    Allez les prendre ailleurs

    Tout est bon chez elle, y a rien jeter
    Sur l'île déserte il faut tout emporter

    D'ailleurs, c'est sa faiblesse
    Elle tient ses os
    Et jamais ne se laisse-
    rait couper en morceaux

    Tout est bon chez elle, y a rien à jeter
    Sur l'île déserte il faut tout emporter

    Elle est quelque peu fière
    Et chatouilleuse assez
    Et l'on doit tout entière
    La prendre ou la laisser

    Tout est bon chez elle, y a rien jeter
    Sur l'île déserte il faut tout emporter




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    08-05-1976
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    Maria
    Composer(s): Richard Rodgers - Oscar Hammerstein II
    First release by: Patricia Neway, Elizabeth Howell, Muriel O'Malley, Karen Shepard - 1959
    Covered by multiple other artists



    She climbs a tree and scrapes her knee
    Her dress has got a tear
    She waltzes on her way to Mass
    And whistles on the stair
    And underneath her wimple
    She has curlers in her hair
    I even heard her singing in the abbey

    She's always late for chapel
    But her penitence is real
    She's always late for everything
    Except for every meal
    I hate to have to say it
    But I very firmly feel
    Maria's not an asset to the abbey

    I'd like to say a word in her behalf
    Maria makes me laugh

    How do you solve a problem like Maria?
    How do you catch a cloud and pin it down?
    How do you find a word that means Maria?
    A flibbertijibbet! A will-o'-the wisp! A clown!

    Many a thing you know you'd like to tell her
    Many a thing she ought to understand
    But how do you make her stay
    And listen to all you say
    How do you keep a wave upon the sand

    Oh, how do you solve a problem like Maria?
    How do you hold a moonbeam in your hand?

    When I'm with her I'm confused
    Out of focus and bemused
    And I never know exactly where I am
    Unpredictable as weather
    She's as flighty as a feather
    She's a darling! She's a demon! She's a lamb!

    She'd outpester any pest
    Drive a hornet from its nest
    She could throw a whirling dervish out of whirl
    She is gentle! She is wild!
    She's a riddle! She's a child!
    She's a headache! She's an angel!
    She's a girl!

    How do you solve a problem like Maria?
    How do you catch a cloud and pin it down?
    How do you find a word that means Maria?
    A flibbertijibbet! A will-o'-the wisp! A clown!

    Many a thing you know you'd like to tell her
    Many a thing she ought to understand
    But how do you make her stay
    And listen to all you say
    How do you keep a wave upon the sand

    Oh, how do you solve a problem like Maria?
    How do you hold a moonbeam in your hand?



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. The Six Teens
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    The Six Teens
    Composer(s): Mike Chapman - Nicky Chinn
    First release by: Sweet - 1974



    Where were you in sixty-eight
    In sixty-eight Julie was Johnnie's date
    Two kids growin' together
    Livin' each day as if time was slippin' away
    Oh, they were just sixteen
    And their love a teenage dream
    They passed the time, they crossed the line
    The line that ran between
    Julie and Johnnie now you've made it
    But life goes on, you know it ain't easy
    You've just gotta be strong
    If you're one of the sixteens
    And life goes on, you know, you know it ain't easy
    You know you'll never go wrong
    'Cause you're all part of the sixteens

    Suzie and Davey got to make the big time
    Maybe they can put it all together
    In a show that lasts forever
    Oh they would walk the strip at nights
    And dream they saw their name in lights
    On Desolation boulevard
    They'll light the faded light
    Suzie and Davey you can make it

    But life goes on, you know it ain't easy
    You've just gotta be strong
    If you're one of the sixteens
    And life goes on, you know, you know it ain't easy
    You know you'll never go wrong
    'Cause you're all part of the sixteens

    So where were you in sixty-eight
    When Bobby and Billy thought
    That sixty eight was out of date
    They took the flowers from their hair
    And tried to make us all aware
    Too bad, too late
    So they lived from day to day
    And tried to do it all their way
    But sixty-eight was sixty-eight
    No matter what they say
    Bobby and Billy maybe you'll make it one day...



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Colour My World (Petula Clark)
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    Colour My World
    Composer(s): Tony Hatch; James Pankow; Jackie Trent
    Performer(s): Petula Clark



    You'll never see a dark cloud hanging 'round me
    Now there is only blue sky to surround me
    There's never been a gray day since you found me
    Everything I touch is turning to gold

    So you can colour my world with sunshine yellow each day
    Oh you can colour my world with happiness all the way
    Just take the green from the grass and the blue from the sky up above
    And if you colour my world, just paint it with your love
    Just colour my world

    Just as long as I know you're thinking of me
    There'll be a rainbow always up above me
    Since I found the one who really loves me
    Everything I touch is turning to gold

    So you can colour my world with sunshine yellow each day
    Oh you can colour my world with happiness all the way
    Just take the green from the grass & the blue from the sky up above
    And if you colour my world, just paint it with your love
    Just colour my world

    Sunshine yellow, orange blossom
    Laughing faces everywhere, yeah

    So you can colour my world with sunshine yellow each day
    Oh you can colour my world with happiness all the way
    Just take the green from the grass and the blue from the sky up above
    And if you colour my world, just paint it with your love
    Just colour my world

    Colour my world, colour my world



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Riding With The King
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    Riding With The King
    Composer(s): John Hiatt
    Performer(s): John Hiatt;
    and various other artists



    I dreamed I had a good job and I got well paid
    I blew it all at the penny arcade
    A hundred dollars on a Kewpie doll
    No pretty chick is gonna make me crawl

    We're on a TWA to the promised land
    Every woman, child and man
    Get a Cadillac and a great big diamond ring
    Don't you know you're riding with the king?

    He's on a mission of mercy to the new frontier
    He's gonna check us all on out of here
    Up to that mansion on a hill
    Where you can get your prescription filled

    We're on a TWA to the promised land
    Everybody clap your hands
    And don't you just love the way that he sings?
    Don't you know we're riding with the king?
    Riding with the king
    Don't you know we're riding with the king?

    A tuxedo and shiny 335
    You can see it in his face, the blue never lie
    Tonight everybody's getting their angel wings
    And don't you know we're riding with the king?

    I stepped out of Mississippi when I was ten years old
    With a suit cut sharp as a razor and a heart made of gold
    I had a guitar hanging just about waist high
    And I'm gonna play this thing until the day I die
    Don't you know we're riding with the king?
    Don't you know we're riding with the king?
    Riding, you're riding with the king
    You're riding, you're riding with the king




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