This Place Hotel
Composer(s): Michael Jackson
Performer(s): The Jackson 5; The Spinners; Marcus Johnson



Live in sin
Ten years ago on this day my heart was yearning
I promised I would never ever be returning
Where my baby broke my heart and left me yearning
Hee-hee!

As we walked to the room
There were faces staring, glaring, tearing through me!
Someone said welcome to your doom
Then they smiled with eyes that looked as if they knew me
This is scaring me!

We walked up the stairs, still concealing the gloom
There were two girls (Sitting in my room!)
She walked up to my face, said this is the place
You said meet you right here at noon
(Ooh!)

This is Heartbreak Hotel!
Welcome to Heartbreak Hotel!
So this is Heartbreak Hotel!
This place is Heartbreak Hotel!

Hope is dead
She thought that I had cheated for another lover
I turn my back to see that I’m undercover
Now I can't convince this girl there ain't no other!
Hee-hee!

Someone's evil to hurt my soul
Every smile's a trial thought in beguile to hurt me!
This is scaring me!
Then the man next door had told
She's been here in tears for fifteen years!
This is scaring me!

We came to this place where the vicious dwelt
Found that wicked women (Run this strange hotel!)
There was Sefra and Sue, every girl that I knew
And my baby said love is through
(Ugh!)

This is Heartbreak Hotel!
Welcome to Heartbreak Hotel!
So evil, Heartbreak Hotel!
This place is Heartbreak Hotel!
Someone’s stabbin’ my heart!
(Heartbreak Hotel)
This is Heartbreak Hotel!
(Heartbreak Hotel)
Ten years ago today!
(Heartbreak Hotel)
This is Heartbreak Hotel!
(Heartbreak Hotel)

Hoo!

Someone’s stabbin’ my heart!
(Heartbreak Hotel)
This is Heartbreak Hotel, hoo!
(Heartbreak Hotel)
Ten years ago today!
(Heartbreak Hotel)
Hurting my mind, hoo!
(Heartbreak Hotel)
You break my baby’s heart!
(Heartbreak Hotel)
This is Heartbreak Hotel!
(Heartbreak Hotel)
Just welcome to the scene, woo!

Crimson Ship
Composer(s): Tom Evans; Pete Ham
Performer(s): Badfinger



My life was coloured, painting pictures out of tune
You came from nowhere in a song
It might have been the way I laughed, he made the jokes
Could only show me what was wrong

He took me flying on his crimson ship
He never left me his number
He took me flying on his crimson ship
Then he was gone and I wondered

Who put the knots on all the crosses on the hill?
Why did the old man wash his hands?
Who grew the flower that was big enough to kill?
And blew the trumpet in the van, a-an

He took me flying on his crimson ship
He never left me his number
He took me flying on his crimson ship
Then he was gone and I wondered
Oh-oh, oh-oh

When they were busy throwing kisses at the moon
A father lost his mother's son
And though they knew the resurrection would be soon
The time was spent, they carried on, o-on

He took me flying on his crimson ship
He never left me his number
He took me flying on his crimson ship
Then he was gone and I wondered

Wondered Wondered Wondered . . . . .

Januária
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Chico Buarque;
and various other artists



Toda gente homenageia
Januária na janela
Até o mar faz maré cheia
Pra chegar mais perto dela
O pessoal desce na areia
E batuca por aquela
Que, malvada, se penteia
E não escuta quem apela

Quem madruga sempre encontra
Januária na janela
Mesmo o sol quando desponta
Logo aponta os lados dela
Ela faz que não dá conta
De sua graça tão singela
O pessoal se desaponta
Vai pro mar, levanta vela

This One's From The Heart
Composer(s): Tom Waits
Performer(s): Tom Waits & Crystal Gayle



As you go out it's Independence Day
But instead I'll just pour myself a drink
It's got to be love, I've never felt this way
Oh baby, this one's from the heart

The shadows in the road look like a railroad track
I wonder if he's (ever) really comin' back
The moon's a yellow stain across the sky
Oh baby, this one's from the heart

(Maybe) And I'll go down to the corner and get a racin' form
(But) And I should prob'ly wait here by the phone
And the brakes need adjustment on the convertible
Oh baby, this one's from the heart

The worm is climbin' the other color tree
Robin is back against the wall
Pour myself a double sympathy
Oh baby, this one's from the heart

Blondes, brunettes, and redheads put their hammer down
(To put ) don't pound a cold chisel thru my heart
But they were nothin' but apostrophes
O baby, this one's from the heart

I can't tell, is that a siren or a saxophone?
But the roads get so slipp'ry (when it rains)
I love you more than all these words can ever say
Oh baby, this one's from the heart

Crimson Dragon Tattoo
Composer(s): Ray Wylie Hubbard
Performer(s): Ray Wylie Hubbard



I have a crimson dragon tattoo
And it burns on my arm like the truth
Red ink's on my skin
It's on my soul too
I have a crimson dragon tattoo

Twenty-one silver dollars is what it cost
And it was drawn by a fast left hand when I was lost
And I did not choose a heart
A rose or the cross
Twenty-one silver dollars is what it cost

Sometimes it whispers my name
Tells me that this life's just a game
Whom the gods wish to destroy
First drive insane
Sometimes it whispers my name

I have a crimson dragon tattoo
And it burns on my arm like the truth
The red ink's on my skin
It's on my soul too
I have a crimson dragon tattoo

I have a crimson dragon tattoo

I have a crimson dragon tattoo

Jänta Å Ja'
Composer(s): Fredrik August Dahlgren



Å jänta å ja', å jänta å ja' 
å allt uppå landavägen, å ja' 
å jänta å ja', å jänta å ja' 
å allt uppå landavägen
Där mötte ja´ henn´ e môra så rar
då sola ho sken på himmalen så klar
å däjli som ljusan dagen ho var
mett hjârte, hvar tog dä vägen? 

Å jänta å ja', å jänta å ja' 
å allt uti Rannsätts körke, å ja'
å jänta å ja', å jänta å ja' 
å allt uti Rannsätts körke
Där bliga ho på mej så himmalens blått
å yja di sköt så blextrande brådt
så allri ha mett hjârte tåcka salve fått
ja´ messta´ kav mi hele störke

Å jänta å ja', å jänta å ja' 
å allt på messommers-vaka, å ja'
Å jänta å ja', å jänta å ja' 
å allt på messommers-vaka
Där råka vi hvarann mä fräsande fröjd
å allri nônnstinn ha ja´ kännt mej så nöjd
ja´ kasta mine ben i himmalens höjd 
å hoppa övver alle taka

Å jänta å ja', å jänta å ja' 
å allt uti pålskedansen, å ja'
Å jänta å ja', å jänta å ja' 
å allt uti pålskedansen
Då tog ja´ tag så vackert uti hennas hann
för yja skömdes bårt bå himmalen å lann
hur dansen hadd´ gått te, dä vesst´ ja int ett grann
när som ja´ kom igen te sansen

Å jänta å ja', å jänta å ja' 
å allt uti gröna lunden, å ja' 
å jänta å ja', å jänta å ja' 
å allt uti gröna lunden
Där stal ja' mej en köss så rosande rö 
å tala om för henne hela mi nö 
å fråga, om ho ville dele mett brö
å ho svara ja på stunden

Å jänta å ja', å jänta å ja' 
å allt uti Rannsätts körke, å ja'
Å jänta å ja', å jänta å ja' 
å allt uti Rannsätts körke
Där stog nu vi två ve alltere jusst 
å lôva vår tro i nö å i lusst 
å att te den allre sistaste pusst 
så troget hvarannre dörke 

Å jänta å ja', å jänta å ja' 
å allt uppå landavägen, å ja'
å jänta å ja', å jänta å ja' 
å allt uppå landavägen
På lifsens lannsväg vannrer ja´ nu 
så gladeligen mä mi lelle hustrú
å allri nônnstinn ska vi skeljes vi tu
förrn döen går oss i vägen

This One's For You
Composer(s): Marty Panzer - Barry Manilow
Performer(s): Barry Manilow



This one I'll never sell, they'll never understand 
I don't even sing it well, I try but I just can't 
But I sing it every night and I fight to keep it in 
Cause this one's for you, this one's for you 

I've done a hundred songs from fantasies to lies 
But this one's so real for me that I'm that one who cries 
And I sing it every night and I fight to hide the tears 
Cause this one's for you, this one's for you 

This one's for you wherever you are 
To say that nothings been the same since we've been apart 
This one's for all the love we once knew 
Like everything else I have, this one's for you  
Oh-uh-oh 

I've got it all, it seems, for all it means to me 
But I sing of things I miss and things that used to be 
And I wonder every night, if you might just miss me too 
And I sing for you, I sing for you 

This one's for you wherever I go 
To say the things I should have said, things that you should know 
This one's to say that all I can do 
Is hope that you will hear me sing 'cause this one's for you  
Oh-uh-oh 

This one's for you wherever you are 
To say that nothings been the same since we've been apart  
Oh 
This one's for all the love we once knew

Crimson And Clover
Italian Title: Soli Si Muore - 1969
Composer(s): Tommy James; Peter Lucia
First release by: Tommy James & The Shondells - 1969
Covered by multiple other artists



Now I don't hardly know her
But I think I could love her
Crimson and clover

Ah
Well if she come walkin' over
Now I been waitin' to show her
Crimson and clover
Over and over

Yeah
My mind's such a sweet thing
I wanna do everything
What a beautiful feeling
Crimson and clover
Over and over

Crimson and clover, over and over
Crimson and clover, over and over
Crimson and clover, over and over
Crimson and clover, over and over

Repeat

Janitor Of Lunacy
Composer(s): Nico
Performer(s): Nico;
Lou Reed; Susanna



Janitor of lunacy
Paralyze my infancy
Petrify the empty cradle
Bring hope to them and me

Janitor of tyranny
Testify my vanity
Mortalize my memory
Deceive the Devil's deed

Tolerate my jealousy
Recognize the desperate need

Janitor of lunacy
Identify my destiny
Revive the living dream
Forgive their begging scream

Seal the giving of their seed
Disease the breathing grief

This Ole House
((Finnish Version: Seiska (Kipparikvartetti) - 1955))
Composer(s): Stuart Hamblen
First release by: Stuart Hamblen - 1954
Covered by multiple other artists



This ole house once knew my children
This ole house once knew my wife
This ole house was home and comfort
As we fought the storms of life
This ole house once rang with laughter
This ole house heard many shouts
Now she trembles in the darkness
When the lightnin' walks about

Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer
Ain't a-gonna need this house no more
Ain't got time to fix the shingles
Ain't got time to fix the floor
Ain't got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend no window pane
Ain't gonna need this house no longer
I'm a-gettin' ready to meet the saints

This ole house is a-gettin' shaky
This ole house is a-gettin' old
This ole house lets in the rain
This ole house lets in the cold
On my knees I'm gettin' chilly
But I feel no fear or pain
'Cause I see an angel peekin'
Through a broken window pane

Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer
Ain't a-gonna need this house no more
Ain't got time to fix the shingles
Ain't got time to fix the floor
Ain't got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend no window pane
Ain't gonna need this house no longer
I'm a-gettin' ready to meet the saints

Now this ole house is afraid of thunder
This ole house is afraid of storms
This ole house just groans and trembles
When the night wind flings its arms
This ole house is a-gettin' feeble
This ole house is a-needin' paint
Just like me it's tuckered out
But I'm a-gettin' ready to meet the saints

Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer
Ain't a-gonna need this house no more
Ain't got time to fix the shingles
Ain't got time to fix the floor
Ain't got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend no window pane
Ain't gonna need this house no longer
I'm a-gettin' ready to meet the saints

And my old hound dog lies a sleepin'
He don't know I'm gonna leave
Else he'd wake up by the fire place
And he'd sit down, howl and grieve
But my huntin' days are over
Ain't gonna hunt the coon no more
Gabriel done brought in my chariot
When the wind blew down the door

Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer
Ain't a-gonna need this house no more
Ain't got time to fix the shingles
Ain't got time to fix the floor
Ain't got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend no window pane
Ain't gonna need this house no longer
I'm a-gettin' ready to meet the saints
I'm ready to meet the saints

Crime Of Passion
Composer(s): Mike Oldfield
Performer(s): Mike Oldfield; Bamble Bee



On a bright day she passed away in the morning
It's a cruel way to take her away with no warning
He took her hands through every midnight hour
And then saw her fading away like a spring shower

I can see a complete life's time
Pictures and posters of times and fashion
Nineteen years with no reason or rhyme
Taken away in a crime of passion

He stood to see if he could catch her breathing
But it was no good, he understood she was leaving
He looked outside the frosty window pane
And then he saw her moving away, Elizabeth Jane

I can see a complete life's time
Pictures and posters of times and fashion
Nineteen years with no reason or rhyme
Taken away in a crime of passion

I see freedom in sight, it's a long climb
But she would not give up the fight for a long time
And I see a light come shining in tonight
Baby, it's all right
We couldn't have changed it with second sight

I can see a complete life's time
Pictures and posters of times and fashion
Nineteen years with no reason or rhyme
Taken away in a crime of passion

I see freedom light shining in the night
I see freedom but she wouldn't give up the fight

I see a light go shining in tonight
Baby, it's all right
We couldn't have changed it with second sight

Janie Jones
Composer(s): Mick Jones; Joe Strummer
Performer(s): The Clash; Dishrags; 
Frantic Flintstones; Neurotic Outsiders



He's in love with rock'n'roll woaahh
He's in love with gettin' stoned woaahh
He's in love with Janie Jones
But he don't like his boring job, no...

An' he knows what he's got to do
So he knows he's gonna have fun with you
You lucky lady!
An' he knows when the evening comes
When his job is done he'll be over in his car for you

An' in the in-tray lots of work
But the boss at the firm always thinks he shirks
But he's just like everyone, he's got a Ford Cortina
That just won't run without fuel
Fill her up, Jacko!

An' the invoice it don't quite fit,
There's no payola in his alphabetical file
This time he's gonna really tell the boss
Gonna really let him know exactly how he feels
It's pretty bad!

Let them know - how you feel

This Old Heart of Mine (Is Weak for You)
Composer(s): Brian Holland - Lamont Dozier - Eddie Holland - Sylvia Moy
First release by: The Isley Brothers - 1966
Covered by multiple other artists



This old heart of mine been broke a thousand times
Each time you break away, feel you're gone to stay
Lonely nights that come, memories that go
bringing you back again, hurting me more and more
Maybe it's my mistake to show this love I feel inside
'cause each day that passes by 
you got me never knowing if I'm coming or going 
but I love you, yes I do
I love you; this old heart weeps for you

I try hard to hide my hurt inside
This old heart of mine always keeps me crying
The way you treat me leaves me incomplete
You're here for the day, gone for the week
But if I want you a hundred times
a hundred times I have you back 
I'm yours whenever you want me 
I wanna shout about it, tell the world about it 
'cause I love you; this old heart weeps for you 
I love you, yes, I do

Maybe it's my mistake to show this love I feel inside 
'cause each day that passes by 
you got me never knowing if I'm coming or going 
but I love you, yes I do
This old heart weeps for you
I love you; this old heart weeps for you 
I love you; yes I do
I love you; this old heart weeps for you

Crier Ton Nom
Composer(s): Salvatore Adamo
Performer(s): Salvatore Adamo



Je veux crier ton nom à toutes ces demoiselles
qui font des yeux si ronds
qu'on se pâmerait devant elles
Je veux crier ton nom, crier sans remords
que mon seul compagnon c'est mon amour si fort

Crier ton nom à tous ces veinards
qui suivent les boulevards en s'aimant tout en haut

Crier ton nom, te cherchant partout
Qu'on me prenne pour fou, je veux crier ton nom

Crier ton nom à tous ces veinards
qui suivent les boulevards en s'aimant tout en haut

Crier ton nom, te cherchant partout
Qu'on me prenne pour fou, je veux crier ton nom

Je veux crier ton nom
Je veux crier ton nom
Je veux crier ton nom
Je veux crier ton nom 

Janie Janie
Composer(s): Ron Dante; Gene Allan
Performer(s): Ron Dante



Janie Janie
You made the sun shine bright
Janie Janie
You know how to love me right

Once I was empty inside
Couldn't be happy though I tried
Then I met you, you stole my heart
By making me happy right from the start
Oh Janie, My Janie

Janie Janie
You made the sun shine bright
Janie Janie
You know how to love me right

I look at this world through different eyes
You made my world a paradise
You took this dark dreary place
Made it bright with your face
Oh Janie, my Janie

Janie Janie
You made the sun shine bright
Janie Janie
You know how to love me right

You took this dark dreary place
Made it bright with your face
Oh Janie, my Janie

Janie Janie
You made the sun shine bright
Janie Janie
You know how to love me right

This Old Guitar
Composer(s): John Denver
First release by: John Denver - 1974
Covered by multiple other artists



This old guitar taught me to sing a love song
This old guitar gave me my lovely lady
This old guitar gave me my life my living

it showed me how to laugh and how to cry
it opened up her eyes and ears to me
all the things you know I love to do

It introduced me to some friends of mine 
it brought us close together
to serenade the stars that shine

and brightened up some days
and I guess it broke her heart
from a sunny mountain-side

and helped me make it through some lonely nights 
Oh it opened up the space for us to be
and most of all to sing my songs for you 

What a friend to have on a cold and lonely night
What a lovely place and a lovely space to be
I love to sing my songs for you

Yes I do, you know and I love to sing my songs for you

Cried Like A Baby
Composer(s): Craig Doerge; Paul Williams
Performer(s): Bobby Sherman



Always had the best of everything 
Anything money could buy 
I go first class and I'll live like a king till I die 
I surround myself with treasure 
And devote each day to pleasure 
Until late at night this king begins to cry 

And I have cried like a baby in the darkness of my room 
Nobody there to hold my trembling hand 
And I cried like a baby in the darkness of my room 
With nobody there to love or understand

In the comfort of my castle I have lived my life in style 
Let the troubled world just up and pass me by 
I surround myself with treasure and I fill each day with pleasure 
Until late at night this king begins to cry 

And I have cried like a baby in the darkness of my room 
Nobody there to hold my trembling hand 
And I cried like a baby in the darkness of my room 
With nobody there to love or understand 

In the hollow of an empire I've become a warrior king 
Hunting golden deals and million dollar schemes 
When our fate has been decided 
And my soul's been sub-divided 
I will cry alone for half forgotten dreams 

And I have cried like a baby in the darkness of my room 
Nobody there to hold my trembling hand 
And I cried like a baby in the darkness of my room 
With nobody there to love or understand

Cried like a baby in the darkness of my room 
Nobody there to hold my trembling hand 
And I cried like a baby in the darkness of my room 
With nobody there to love or understand 

Janet
Composer(s): Bobby Caldwell;
Paul Fox; Franne Golde
Performer(s): The Commodores; Bobby Caldwell



Mmm...hmm...hmm...mmm...hmm...mmm...
Mmm...mmm...

Tearin’ me apart
Somehow I just joined in
She’s playing with my heart
But Janet’s so aware

And people tell me, “She keeps telling you lies”
I guess they wonder how I stand it, oh
But when I look in her eyes
I know it’s love the way I planned it
I believe in Janet

Janet, they don’t understand it
The whole thing must be wrong
I gave my heart to Janet
And she won’t lead me on

Janet
Oh, Janet

There could never be
Another girl like Janet
It’s only her and me
Together on this planet

And people tell me, “She keeps telling you lies”
I guess they wonder how I stand it, oh, yeah
But when I look in her eyes
I know it’s love the way I planned it
I believe in Janet

Janet, they don’t understand it
The whole thing must be wrong
I gave my heart to Janet
And she won’t lead me on

Janet
Oh, Janet

Why can’t they see
Without her there’d be
No reason to go on and on

As long as she stays with me
I’ll keep holdin’ on
I believe in Janet

I believe in Janet, they don’t understand it
The whole world must be wrong
I gave my heart to Janet
And she won’t lead me on

Janet, Ja-Janet, they don’t understand it
The whole world must be wrong
I gave my heart to Janet
And she won’t lead me on

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh

Janet, they don’t understand it
The whole thing must be wrong
I gave my heart to Janet
And she won’t lead me on

Janet, they don’t understand it
The whole thing must be wrong

This Ol' Cowboy
Composer(s): Toy Caldwell
Performer(s): The Marshall Tucker Band; Toy Caldwell; Randy Waller



Well I'm sittin down in San Antoine'
waitin' on the eight o'clock train
My woman left me here last night
things ain't been quite the same

I gotta get back to Dallas
and tie up a few loose ends
I'm gonna work a week
make a hundred dollars
ahhh hit the road again

So I don't want you to think
that you the first one
to leave me out here on my own
'cause this ain't gonna be
the first time
this ol' cowboy
spent the night alone

Well Honey I've been a fool
but a bigger fool
I can't remember when I've been
Just to open up my heart
and let you walk right in

But there's one thing in life
that ain't hard for me to do
and thats as soon as I kiss
the lips of another women
I'm gonna forget all about you

So I don't want you to think
you the first one
to leave me out here on my own
'cause this ain't gonna be
the first time
this ol' cowboy
spent the night alone

Ah if you wrote all
the womens' names
that I've know'd
and let me pick one out
I don't believe there be one
in the whole bunch
Ah I'd give a hoot about

So I don't want you to think
that you the first one
to leave this ol' boy out
here on his own
No it ain't gonna be
the first time
this ol' cowboy
spent the night alone

No it ain't gonna be
the first time
this ol' cowboy
spent the night alone

Criado Por Lobos
Composer(s): Miguel Mateos
Performer(s): Miguel Mateos



Todo lo que anda dando vueltas
tarde o temprano nos alcanza
hoy dejaré la puerta abierta
y lo encararé
Si fuimos criados por lobos
amamantados en su fe
quisiera encontrar el modo
para volverte a ver

Sueños, sueños
el viento se lleva los sueños
Deja, sólo deja...
hojas secas en el lugar

Dame refugio
dámelo ya
hoy que he perdido casi todo
y ya no se si estás
si cualquier modo
fuimos criados por lobos

Caminaré por Buenos Aires
con mi guitarra y mi gabán
mi detector de mentiras
en medio de la oscuridad
y cuando encuentre al que me dijo
que fuiste criada por lobos
le haré decir mil veces Piedad
y lo pondré a soñar...

Sueños, sueños
el viento se lleva los sueños
Deja, sólo deja...
hojas secas en el lugar

Dame refugio
dámelo ya
hoy que he perdido casi todo
y ya no se si estás
si cualquier modo
fuimos criados por lobos

y ya no se si estás
si cualquier modo
fuimos criados por lobos

.ratilim nóiserper al rop
sodicerapased sogima sol
sodot ed airomem ne

Todo lo que anda dando vueltas
tarde o temprano nos alcanza
hoy dejaré la puerta abierta
y lo encararé