Tossing And Turning
Composer(s): John Carter - Ken Lewis - Perry Ford
First release: The Ivy League - 1965

Versions In Other Languages: 
1965 - Öisin Vain Valvon (Johnny & The Sounds)
1967 - Anche Se Mi Vuoi (Le Anime)



I can't sleep at night, tossing and turning
I turn on the light, then while it's burning
I think of all the things that we do
And all the reasons why I love you
Tossing and turning
Ah tossing and turning all night

In my memory there is confusion
Was that you and me or an illusion?
Was I really holding you tight?
Did I really kiss you goodnight?
Tossing and turning
Ah tossing and turning all night

What you're gonna do at night
Nobody to hold you tight are you're lonely
Don't you know that I get lonely too
And I'm blaming you

When we meet again, maybe tomorrow
You will smile and then goodbye the sorrow
We'll be lovers just as before
I guess I'll never sleep anymore
Tossing and turning
Ah tossing and turning all night

I Like It
Composer(s): Mitch Murray
First release by: Gerry & The Pacemakers - 1963



I like it, I like it 
I like the way you run your fingers through my hair 
And I like the way you tickle my chin 
And I like the way you let me come in 
When your mama ain't there 

I like it, I like it 
I like the words you say and all the things you do 
And I like the way you straighten my tie 
And I like the way you're winkin' your eye 
And I know I like you 
You know I like you 

Do that again 
You're driving me insane 
Kiss me once more 
That's another thing I like you for 

I like it, I like it 
I like the funny feeling being here with you 
And I like it more with every day 
And I like it always hearing you say 
You're likin' it too 
You're likin' it too 

I'm askin' you 
What do you wanna do 
Do you agree 
That the world was made for you and me 

I like it, I like it 
I like the funny feeling being here with you 
And I like it more with every day 
And I like it always hearing you say 
You're likin' it too 
You're likin' it too 
Whoa-oh, I like it 
Are you likin' it too

I Like Dreamin'
Composer(s): Bob Crewe; Kenny Nolan
Performer(s): Kenny Nolan



I like dreamin' 'cause dreamin' can make you mine
I like dreamin', closing my eyes and feeling fine
When the lights go down, I'm holding you so tight
Got you in my arms and it's paradise 'til the morning light

I see us on the shore beneath the bright sunshine
We've walked along St. Thomas beach a million times
Hand in hand, two barefoot lovers kissing in the sand
Side by side, the tide rolls in
I'm touching you, you're touching me
If only it could be

I like dreamin' 'cause dreamin' can make you mine
I like dreamin', closing my eyes and feeling fine
When the lights go down, I'm holding you so tight
Got you in my arms and it's paradise 'til the morning light

Through each dream how our love has grown
I see us with our children and our happy home
Little smiles, so warm and tender looking up at us
Blessed by love, the world we share
Until I wake and reach for you
And you're just not there

I like dreamin' 'cause dreaming can make you mine
I like holding you close and touching your skin
Even if it's in my mind
Oh, sweet dream baby, I love you
Oh, my sweet dream baby, you're in my dreams every night

Junior's Farm
Composer(s): Paul McCartney; Linda McCartney
Performer(s): Paul McCartney & Wings;
Galactic Cowboys; Lee Harvey Oswald Band; The Wynners



You should have seen me with the poker man
I had a honey and I bet a grand
Just in the nick of time I looked at his hand
I was talking to an Eskimo
Said he was hoping for a fall of snow
When up popped a sea lion ready to go

Chorus
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Down to Junior's Farm where I wanna lay low
Low life, high life, oh let's go
Take me down to Junior's Farm

At the Houses of Parliament
Ev'rybody's talking 'bout the President
We all chip in for a bag of cement
Ollie Hardy should have had more sense
He bought a gee-gee and he jumped the fence
All for the sake of a couple of pence

Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Down to Junior's Farm where I wanna lay low
Low life, high life, oh let's go
Take me down to Junior's Farm
Let's go, let's go
Down to Junior's Farm where I wanna lay low
Low life, high life, oh let's go
Take me down to Junior's Farm
Everybody tag along

I took my bag into a grocer's store
The price is higher than the time before
Old man asked me "Why is it more?"
I said "You should have seem me with the poker man
I had a honey and I bet a grand
Just in the nick of time I looked at his hand

Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Down to Junior's Farm where I wanna lay low
Low life, high life, oh let's go
Take me down to Junior's Farm

Let's go, let's go
Down to Junior's Farm where I wanna lay low
Low life, high life, oh let's go
Take me down to Junior's Farm
Everybody tag along
Take me down to Junior's Farm

Take me back, take me back
I wanna go there...

Tossin' and Turnin'
((French Version: Betty Et Jenny (Lucky Blondo) - 1962))
Composer(s): Richie Adams - Malou Rene
First release: Bobby Lewis - 1961
Covered by multiple other artists



Baby, Baby
You did something to me...

I couldn't sleep at all last night
Just a thinking of you...
Baby things weren't right
Well I was tossin' and turning
Turning and tossin' 
Toss and turn all night...

I kicked the blankets on the floor
Turned my pillow upside down...
I never never did before...
Because I was tossin' and turning
Turning and tossin' 
Toss and turn all night...

Jumped out of bed...
Turned on the light
Pulled down the shade 
Went to the kitchen for a bite...

Rolled up the shade
Turned off the light
I jumped back into bed 
It was the middle of the night...

The clock downstairs was striking 4
Couldn't get you off my mind...
I heard the milkman at the door...
'Cause I was tossin' and turning
Turning and tossin' 
Toss and turn all night...

Jumped out of bed...
Turned on the light
Pulled down the shade 
Went to the kitchen for a bite...

Rolled up the shade
Turned off the light
I jumped back into bed 
It was the middle of the night...

The clock downstairs was striking 4
Couldn't get you off my mind...
I heard the milkman at the door...
'Cause I was tossin' and turning
Turning and tossin' 
Toss and turn all night...

I Like Dreamin'
Composer(s): Bob Crewe; Kenny Nolan
Performer(s): Kenny Nolan



I like dreamin' cause dreamin' can make you mine
I like dreamin', closing my eyes and feeling fine
When the lights go down, I'm holding you so tight
Got you in my arms and it's paradise 'til the morning light

I see us on the shore beneath the bright sunshine
We've walked along St. Thomas beach a million times
Hand in hand, two barefoot lovers kissing in the sand
Side by side, the tide rolls in
I'm touching you, you're touching me
If only it could be

I like dreamin' cause dreamin' can make you mine
I like dreamin', closing my eyes and feeling fine
When the lights go down, I'm holding you so tight
Got you in my arms and it's paradise 'til the morning light

Through each dream how our love has grown
I see us with our children and our happy home
Little smiles, so warm and tender looking up at us
Blessed by love, the world we share
Until I wake and reach for you
And you're just not there

I like dreamin' 'cause dreaming can make you mine
I like holding you close and touching your skin
Even if it's in my mind
Oh, sweet dream baby, I love you
Oh, my sweet dream baby, you're in my dreams every night

Junior Prom
Composer(s): Steve Allen
Performer(s): Joni James; Steve Allen



Waltz me around with my feet off the ground
at the junior prom
While we are swaying the orchestra's playing our song
Hold me politely but ever so tightly while lights are low
I can't recall a more wonderful prom with a ball

Moments so sweet we can never repeat at a junior prom
And while we dance we may find there's romance in the air
Dad will be mad if he finds that I'm getting with every Dick, Harry or Tom
But gee it's a wonderful world at the junior prom

Waltz me around with my feet off the ground at the junior prom
And while we dance we may find there's romance in the air
Dad will be mad if he finds that I'm getting with every Dick, Harry or Tom
But gee it's a wonderful world at the junior prom
At the junior prom

Torture
Composer(s): Jackie Jackson - Kathy Wakefield
Performer(s): The Jacksons



It was on the street so evil
So bad that even Hell disowned it!
Every single step was trouble
For the fool who stumbled on it
Eyes within the dark were watchin'
I felt that sudden chill of danger
Something told me to keep on walkin'
Told me I should not have gone there

Baby, because you cut me like a knife
Without your love in my life
I'm out, I'm walkin' the night
'cause I just canmt stop this feelin'
It's torture, it's torture, it's torture

She was up a stair to nowhere
A room forever I'll remember
She said as though I should have known her
Tell me, what's your pain or pleasure?
Every little thing you find here
Is simply for the thrill you're after
Loneliness or hearts on fire
I am here to serve all masters

She said Reality is a knife
When there's no love in your life
Unmerciful is the night
When you just can't stop this feelin'
It's torture, it's torture, it's torture

And I still can't find the meaning, no!
No, no--ooh!--of the face I keep on seeing
Was she real or am I dreaming?
Did the sound of your name turn a wheel
Strike a flame in me?
A-hooo-hoo!

Baby, because you cut me like a knife
Without your love in my life
I'm out, I'm walkin' the night
And I just can't stop this feeling!
It's torture, it's torture, it's torture

She said Reality is a knife
When there's no love in your life
Unmerciful is the night
When you just can't stop this feelin'
It's torture, it's torture, it's torture

Will you call my name?
It's torture! 
Spread it from a flame
It's torture! 
Will you call my name?
It's torture!
Hey...

I Like Chinese
Composer(s): Eric Idle
Performer(s): Monty Python



The world today seems absolutely crackers
With nuclear bombs to blow us all sky high
There are fools and idiots sitting on the trigger
It's depressing, and it's senseless, and that's why...

I like Chinese
I like Chinese
They only come up to your knees
Yet they're always friendly and they're ready to please

I like Chinese
I like Chinese
There's nine hundred million of them in the world today
You'd better learn to like them, that's what I say

I like Chinese
I like Chinese
They come from a long way overseas
But they're cute and they're cuddly, and they're ready to please

I like chinese food
The waiters never are rude
Think of the many things they've done to impress
There's Maoism, Taoism, I Ching and chess

So I like Chinese
I like Chinese
I like their tiny little trees
Their Zen, their ping-pong, their yin and yang-ese

I like Chinese thought
The wisdom that Confucius taught
If Darwin is anything to shout about
The Chinese will survive us all without any doubt

So I like Chinese
I like Chinese
They only come up to your knees
Yet they're wise and they're witty, and they're ready to please

wo ai Zhongguo ren 
wo ai Zhongguo ren
wo ai Zhongguo ren
ni hao ma 
ni hao ma
ni hao ma
zai jian

I like Chinese
I like Chinese
Their food is guaranteed to please
A fourteen, a seven, a nine and lychees

I like Chinese
I like Chinese
I like their tiny little trees
Their Zen, their ping-pong, their yin and yang-ese

I like Chinese
I like Chinese ...

Junior Birdman
(Traditional)



Chorus:

Up in the air junior birdman
Up in the air upside down
Up in the air junior birdman
Keep your noses off the ground

When you hear the grand announcement
that your wings are made of tin
Then you know that Junior Birdman
has turned his box tops in*

For it takes: 5 box tops
4 bottle bottoms
3 coupons
2 wrappers
and one thin dime! 

B-i-r-d, B-i-r-d, B-i-r-d-m-a-n
Birdman, Birdman, Birdman
Buzzzzzzzz!

*Alternate Verse
When you hear the doorbell ring (buzz, buzz)
When you see the badge of tin (tin, tin)
Then you know that junior birdman
Has turned his box tops in

Torrey Canyon
((English Version: Torrey Canyon (Mick Harvey) - 1995)
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
First release: Serge Gainsbourg - 1967
Covered by multiple other artists



Je suis né
Dans les chantiers japonais
En vérité, j'appartiens
Aux Américains

Une filiale
D'une compagnie navale
Dont j'ai oublié l'adresse
À Los Angeles

Cent vingt mille tonnes de pétrole brut
Cent vingt mille tonnes
Dans le Torrey Canyon

Aux Bermudes
À 30 degrés de latitude
Se tient la Barracuda Tankers Corporation
Son patron
M'a donné en location
À l'union Oil company
De Californie

Cent vingt mille tonnes de pétrole brut
Cent vingt mille tonnes
Dans le Torrey Canyon

Si je bats
Pavillon du Liberia
Le cap'tain et les marins
Sont tous italiens
Le mazout
Dont on m'a rempli les soutes
C'est celui du Consortium
British Petroleum

Cent vingt mille tonnes espèces de brutes
Cent vingt mille tonnes
Dans le Torrey Canyon

I Like Beer 
Composer(s): Tom T. Hall
Performer(s): Tom T. Hall
and multiple other artists



In some of my songs I have casually mentioned 
The fact that I like to drink beer
But this little song is more to the point
so roll out the barrel and lend me your ear 

I like beer It makes me a jolly good fellow
I like beer It helps me unwind and sometime it makes me feel mellow 
(makes him feel mellow)

Whiskeys too rough Champaign cost too much
Vodka puts my mouth in gear
This little refrain should help me explain
As a matter of fact I like beer
(He likes beer)

My wife often frowns when we're out on the town 
I'm wearing a suit and a tie 
She's sipping vermouth and she thinks I'm uncouth 
When I yell as the waiter goes by 

I like beer It makes me a jolly good fellow
I like beer It helps me unwind and sometime it makes me feel mellow 
(makes him feel mellow)

Last night I dreamed that I'd passed from the scene 
And I went to a place so sublime 
All water was clear and it tasted like beer 
Then they turned it all into wine (awww) 

I like beer It makes me a jolly good fellow
I like beer It helps me unwind and sometime it makes me feel mellow 
(makes him feel mellow)

(Yes he likes beer)

Jungman Jansson
Composer(s): Dan Andersson
Performer(s): Thorstein Bergman



Hej å hå jungman Jansson, redan friskar morgonvinden
sista natten rullat undan, och Constantia ska´ gå
Har du gråtit med din Stina, har du kysst din mor på kinden
har du druckit ur ditt brännvin så sjung hej å hå! 

Hej å hå, jungman Jansson, är du rädd din lilla snärta 
ska bedraga dej, bedraga dej och för en annan slå? 
Och som morgonstjärnor blinka, säj, så bultar väl ditt hjärta
vänd din näsa rätt mot stormen och sjung hej å hå! 

Hej å hå, jungman Jansson, kanske ödeslotten faller
ej bland kvinnfolk, men bland hajarna i Söderhaven blå? 
Kanske döden står och lurar bakom trasiga koraller  
han är hårdhänt, men hederlig, så sjung hej å hå! 

Kanske sitter du som gammal på en farm i Alabama
medan åren siktas långsamt över tinningarna grå 
Kanske glömmer du din Stina för en sup i Jokohama 
det är slarvigt, med mänskligt, så sjung hej å hå!

Torre De Cristal
Performer(s): Fito Páez



Bebías coñac de noche en Madrid en el Palace
perdida, mi flor, perdida mi niña encantada
No debí intentar, no debí pensar, no debí olvidarme
que el pasado irrumpe sin protección y sin presentarse
sentías piedad, el blues de mis ojos perdidos
que extraño  mi amor, no se que pasó en el camino

La feliciad fue un lugar hermoso que hicimos juntos
Torre de cristal, cielo protector fuera de este mundo
Es la misma canción que cuando éramos pibes nos hacía ilusión

Igual el tiempo ya pasó, ya basta de llorar que esta saliendo el sol
no debí intentar, no debí pensar, no debí marcharme
que el pasado irrumpe sin protección y sin presentarse
Es la misma canción que cuando éramos pibes nos hacía ilusión
Igual el tiempo ya pasó
ya basta de llorar que esta saliendo el sol

I Like Bananas (Because They Have No Bones)
Performer(s): Billy Cotton



Standing by the fruit stall on the corner
Once I heard a customer complain
You never seem to show the fruit we all love so
That’s why business hasn’t been the same

I don’t like your peaches
They are full of stones
But I like bananas
Because they have no bones

Bo-de-o-don’t give me tomatoes
Cant’ stand ice cream cones
But I like bananas
Because they have no bones

No matter where I go
With Susie, May or Anna
I want the world to know
I must have my banana

Cabbages and onions
Hurt my singing tones
But I like bananas
Because they have no bones

Now I don’t care for muffins
I don’t like buttered scones
Ah but I like bananas
Because they have no bones

I don’t like giggling flappers
I don’t like ancient crones
Ah but I like bananas
Because they have no bones

In fig leaves and bearskins
Which you girls often sip on
Why not have banana skins
They’re easy things to slip on

I can’t bear tax collectors
Especially one who phones
Ah but I like bananas
Because they have no bones

I don’t like a crooner
Of the blues he moans
But we like bananas
Because they have no bones

I don’t like politicians
They’re human gramophones
We like bananas
Because they have no bones

I never cared for drink
To me it seems so sinful
Though when you come to think
Bananas get a skinful

I don’t like the bagpipes
And I can’t stand saxophones
We like bananas
Because they have no bones

Jungle Queen
Composer(s): Maurice Vallet; Julien Clerc
Performer(s): Julien Clerc



Du fond de ma banlieue
Au métro Richelieu
Je cavale après toi
J'ai sorti ma boussole
Et j'avance tout seul
Dans ma tête un projet
Qui me sert de passeport
Les chemins de ton corps
C'est ma route de l'or

Jungle queen
Jungle queen
Jungle queen

Je sais qu't'es bien gardée
Entre tes grands gorilles
Ton Tarzan gominé
Et tous les crocodiles
Qui pour toi
Tous les singes, tous les lions
Les tribus d'la nation
Et tous ceux qui m'appellent
L'idiot de la forêt

Jungle queen
Jungle queen
Jungle queen
Tu danseras pour moi
J'veux monter dans les lianes de tes bras
Je t'aurai pour moi
J'veux dormir dans les arbres de tes bras

Jungle queen
Jungle queen
Jungle queen

Les pièges sont tendus
Ma piste est minée
J'entends bien le tam-tam
Tu vas bientôt danser
Devant tous tes esclaves
Tu vas faire tous les jeux
L'amour la mort la femme
Moi j'vais foutre le feu
À toute cette forêt

Jungle queen
Jungle queen
Jungle queen

Je t'aurai pour moi Jungle queen
Tu régneras pour moi Jungle queen
Je t'aurai pour moi Jungle queen
Tu régneras pour moi Jungle queen

Danse, danse pour moi
Jungle queen, danse Jungle queen

Tororó
Composer(s): Chico Buarque - Edú Lobo
Performer(s): Chico Buarque



Eu fui no Tororó
Beber água, não achei
Achei bela morena
Que no Tororó deixei
Pra que, morena
Ah, pra que carinho
Ah, pra que desejo
Pra acabar sozinho

Antes da mulher
Era o homem só
Era sem querer
Era sem amor
Era sem penar
Era sem suor
Era sem mulher
Era bem melhor

Deus fez a fêmea e depois
Que ela encorpou, nunca mais
Que um mais um foram dois
E caíram de quatro os animais
E tome praga no arroz
Rebelião nos currais
Ficou o homem feroz
E estranhou seus iguais

Antes da mulher
Era um dissabor
Era um desprazer
Que fazia dó
Homem sem mulher
Era quase um pó
Que ficava em pé
Era um saco só

Dentro da fêmea Deus pôs
Lagos e grutas, canais
Carnes e curva e cós
Seduções e pecados infenais
Em nome dela, depois
Criou perfumes, cristais
O campo de girassóis
E as noites de paz

Tornerai
Composer(s): Nino Rastelli - Dino Olivieri
Performer(s): Dalida - 1976
and multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages: 
1976 - J'attendrai (Rina Ketty)
1976 - Komm Zurück (Dalida)
1976 - Volverás (Dalida)



Tornerai da me perché l'unico sogno sei 
Del mio cuor 
Tornerai 
Tu perché senza i tuoi 
Baci languidi non vivro 
Passa il tempo e tu 
Dove sei con chi sei 
Tu non pensi a noi 
Ma io so che da me 
Tornerai 

Tornerai 
Da me Perché l'unico sogno sei 
Del mio cuor 
Tornerai 
Tu perché Seuza i tuoi 
Baci languidi non vivro 

Passa il tempo e tu 
Dove sei con chi sei 
Tu non pensi a noi 
Ma io so che da me tornerai 

La notte e i giorno 
Tu non ci sei 
Vicino a me coi sogni miei 
Dimmi quand'é che tornerai 
Tornerai 
Da me Perché l'unico sogno sei 
Del mio cuor 

Tornerai 
Tu perché Senza i tuoi 
Baci languidi non vivro 
Passa il tempo e tu 
Dove sei con chi sei 
Tu non pensi a noi 
Ma io so che da me tornerai 
Ma io so che da me tornerai 

Passa il tempo e tu 
Dove sei con chi sei 
Tu non pensi a noi 
Ma io so che da me 
Tornerai

I Lift Up My Finger And I Say "Tweet Tweet"
Performer(s): Leslie Sarony



I lift up my finger and I say 
"Tweet tweet, shush shush, now now, come come!" 
I don't need to linger when I say 
"Tweet tweet, shush shush, now now, come come!" 

When the baby screams and scatters my dreams 
Do I start to sing or hum? 
No! I lift up my finger and I say 
"Tweet tweet, shush shush, now now, come come!"

Jungle Love
Composer(s): Greg Douglass; Lonnie Turner
Performer(s): The Steve Miller Band;
and various other artists



I met you on somebody's island 
You thought you had known me before 
I brought you a crate of papaya 
They waited all night by your door 
You probably wouldn't remember 
I probably couldn't forget 
Jungle love in the surf in the pouring rain 
Everything's better when wet 

Jungle love it's drivin' me mad 
It's makin' me crazy 
Jungle love it's drivin' me mad 
It's makin' me crazy 

But lately you live in the jungle 
I never see you alone 
But we need some definite answers 
So I thought I would write you a poem 
The question to everyone's answer 
Is usually asked from within 
But the patterns of the rain 
And the truth they contain 
Have written my life on your skin 

Jungle love it's drivin' me mad 
It's makin' me crazy 
Jungle love it's drivin' me mad 
It's makin' me crazy 

You treat me like I was your ocean 
You swim in my blood when it's warm 
My cycles of circular motion 
Protect you and keep you from harm 
You live in a world of illusion 
Where everything's peaches and cream 
We all face a scarlet conclusion 
But we spend our time in a dream 

Jungle love it's drivin' me mad 
It's makin' me crazy 
Jungle love it's drivin' me mad 
It's makin' me crazy 

Jungle love it's drivin' me mad 
It's makin' me crazy 
Jungle love it's drivin' me mad 
It's makin' me crazy