Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Tutti All'infreno Composer(s): Antonello Venditti Performer(s): Antonello Venditti
"Pentiti, suddito pentiti, hai fatto tanto hai fatto pure troppo adesso restituisci sto malloppo Cazzo"
L'avevo detto che questo mondo non era perfetto ma qui tra il dare e l'avere i conti non tornano ancora La nostra storia non è soltanto una grande piovra ci vogliono un cuore, due mai e tre palle per vivere ancora E giacca e cravatta nell'azzurro te ne vai oh, è il nuovo che avanza, non lo senti il suo chiamare sei già nella lista del clan di Belzebù tutti all'inferno del fuoco eterno e poi giù, giù, giù, giù giù, giù, giù, giù giù, giù, giù, giù
Buon giorno amore, oh, fuori c'è il sole è bello restarsene ancora abbracciati sotto le lenzuola Fuori c'è Roma, e una domenica di primavera andremo a passeggio per le strade del centro fino a piazza Navona Ma giacca e cravatta da domani te ne andrai oh, è il nuovo che avanza, non lo senti il suo viavai sei già nella lista del clan di Belzebù tutti alla festa, la grande festa ancora più giù, giù, giù, giù giù, giù, giù, giù giù, giù, giù, giù giù, giù, giù, giù
L'avevo detto che questo mondo non era perfetto ma qui tra il dare e l'avere i conti non tornano ancora non tornano ancora, non tornano ancora non tornano ancora, non tornano ancora...
I Wish You Could Be Here Composer(s): Paul Simon; Bruce Woodley Performer(s): The Seekers; The Cyrkle; The Sons of Champlin
Looking from my window On the freshly fallen snow That sparkles as it tumbles Upon the streets below And the crackle of the fire Is laughing in my ear And the room is warm and sleepy Oh, I wish you could be here
Sundays in this town There's not a lot for me to do I've been listening to some records But my thoughts return to you Oh, I try to read the paper But the words aren't very clear And I know there's something missing I wish you could be here
I keep listening for your footsteps Or the key turned in the door I sure could use your company But I've said all that before And the winter's going to last A long time this year I've got lots of empty time to fill And I wish you could be here
Knocking At Your Back Door Composer(s): Ian Gillan; Ritchie Blackmore; Roger Glover Performer(s): Deep Purple
Sweet Lucy was a dancer But none of us would chance her Because she was a samurai She made electric shadows Beyond our fingertips And none of us could reach that high She came on like a teaser I had to touch and please her Enjoy a little paradise The log was in my pocket When Lucy met the rockett She never knew the reason why
I can't deny it With that smile on her face Oh it's not the kill It's the thrill of the chase
Feel it coming It's knocking at the door You know it's no good running It's not against the law The point of no return An' now you know the score An' now you're learning Aha, what's knockin' at your back door
Sweet Nancy was so fancy To get into her pantry We had to be the aristocracy The members that she toyed with At her city club Were something in diplomacy So we put her on the hit list Of a common cunning linguist A master of many tongues And now she eases gently From her Austin to her Bentley Suddenly she feels so young
I can't deny it With that smile on her face Oh it's not the kill It's the thrill of the chase
Feel it coming It's knocking at the door You know it's no good running No it's not against the law The point of no return Now you know the score An' now you're learning Aha, what's knockin' at your back door
Sweet Lucy was a dancer But none of us would chance her Because she was a samurai She made electric shadows Beyond our fingertips And one of us could reach that high
I can't deny it With that smile on my face Oh it's not the kill It's the thrill of the chase
Feel it coming, knocking at the door You know it's no good running Now it's knockin' at your door Aha, knockin' at your back door
Tush Composer(s): Billy Gibbons - Dusty Hill - Frank Beard First release: ZZ Top - 1975 Covered by multiple other artists
I been up, I been down Take my word, my way around I ain't askin' for much I said, Lord, take me downtown I'm just lookin' for some tush I been bad, I been good Dallas, Texas, Hollywood I ain't askin' for much I said, Lord, take me downtown I'm just lookin' for some tush
Take me back way back home not by myself, not alone I ain't askin' for much I said, Lord, take me downtown I'm just lookin' for some tush
I Wish Tonight Could Last Forever Composer(s): Russ Ballard Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog
It feels so good to be by your side Oh darling let me be your guide From tonight let's stay together There's a blue moon in the sky Tonight, It's there for you and I Darling, let my love surround you Oh but I'm so glad I found you
I wish tonight could last forever Oh darling can we stay together From now on let's vow we'll never part 'Cos darling that will break my heart And when the light brings tomorrow Oh darling, will it bring me sorrow Will you let me hold you in this way Oh I wish tonight could last forever
Tonight I feel it in the air Just look around it's everywhere Who knows where the night will lead us Oh it feels so good to hold you tight Hold you close without a soul in sight We came together without warning And stayed together 'til the morning
I wish tonight could last forever Oh darling can we stay together From now on let's vow we'll never part 'Cos darling that will break my heart And when the light brings tomorrow Oh darling, will it bring me sorrow Will you let me hold you in this way Oh I wish tonight could last forever
Knocking Nails Into My House Composer(s): Jeff Lynne Performer(s): Ambrose Slade; The Idle Race
This house is mine but the men they say it's not You see this house is the only place I've got Running round they work so hard and fast But they don't know my house is built to last
Chorus Here comes a man, in a van He's looking very angry at me
They're knocking nails into walls, hoho, my walls They run and hide as the only ceiling falls Glee for leave they gather in my shed They gone for now so I can ease my head
They're knocking nails into my house They're knocking nails into my house They work so hard, all it's left is my sunroof There goes a wall, oh I think I spoke too soon
They're knocking nails into my house They're knocking nails into my house They're knocking nails into my house Look out!
Epifánico silencio a la hora del amar tus ensueños ya se hicieron a la mar un extracto del perfume del dolor tus muñecas boca arriba y hacia el sol tus regalos deberían de llegar los elefantas locos, el vestido, el ajuar caminando en la neblina que disipa el corazón los milagros en tu cuerpo ya serán las violetas de tu sangre vivirán sobre un río enamorado y en su andar
Tus regalos deberían de llegar las velas, las vajillas y tu felicidad y no sabes si detenerte o llover y parada sobre el mundo a tus pies tu sonrisa que nos hace pensar tiembla el mundo que no entiende al final ese beso de la vida la sutil melancolía el momento cuando piras los espacios donde miras y las gotas de tu lluvia se iran y otra vez en la secuencia de los pétalos que caen se descubren los misterios del azar y las manos que se encuentran en la flor la bestial naturaleza del amor tus regalos deberían de llegar si todo se termina todo vuelve a empezar la mañana que se viene es una vieja sensación que refleja los espejos del tiempo y la niña acurrucada en el rincón es la chica contra la furia de Dios tus regalos deberían de llegar no es mucho lo que tengo para darte, mira
Y no sabes si detenerte o llover y parada sobre el mundo a tus pies tu sonrisa que nos hace temblar tiembla el mundo que no entiende al final ese beso de la vida la sutil melancolía el momento cuando piras los espacios donde miras y las gotas de tu lluvia se iran y tus regalos deberían de llegar y las gotas de tu lluvia se iran
I Wish It Would Rain Composer(s): Roger Penzabene; Barrett Strong; Norman Whitfield First release by: The Temptations - 1967 Covered by multiple other artists
Hmmm Sunshine, blue skies, please go away My girl has found another and gone away With her went my future, my life is filled with gloom So day after day, I stayed locked up in my room I know to you it might sound strange But I wish it would rain (How I wish that it would rain) Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
'Cause so badly I wanna go outside (Such a lovely day) But everyone knows that a man ain't suppose to cry, listen I gotta cry 'cause cryin' eases the pain, oh yeah People this hurt I feel inside, words can never explain I just wish it would rain (Oh, how I wish that it would rain)
Oh, let it rain Rain, rain, rain (Oh, how I wish that it would rain) Ooo, baby Let it rain. (Let it rain) Oh yeah, let it rain
Day in, day out, my tear stained face Pressed against the window pane My eyes search the skies, desperately for rain 'Cause raindrops will hide my teardrops And no one will ever know That I'm cryin'... cryin' when I go outside To the world outside my tears, I refuse to explain Oh, I wish it would rain (Oh, how I wish that it would rain) Ooo, baby
Let it rain, let it rain I need rain to disguise the tears in my eyes Oh, let it rain Oh, yeah, yeah listen I'm a man and I got my pride Give me rain or I'm gonna stay inside Let it rain
(Let it rain) (Let it (rain) (rain) (rain) rain, rain)
Knocking 'Round The Zoo Composer(s): James Taylor Performer(s): James Taylor
Just knocking around the zoo on a Thursday afternoon There's bars on all the windows and they're counting up the spoons And if I'm feeling edgy there's a chick who's paid to be my slave But she'll hit me with a needle if she thinks I'm trying to misbehave
Now the keeper's trying to cool me says I'm bound to be alright But I know that he can't fool me 'cause I'm putting him uptight And I can feel him getting edgy every time I make a sudden move And I can hear them celebrating every time I up and leave the room
Now my friends all came to see me they point at me and stare Said he's just like the rest of us so what's he doing in there They hide in their movie theaters drinking juice-keeping tight 'Cause they're certain about one thing that zoo's no place to spend the night
Just knocking around the zoo on a Thursday afternoon There's bars on all the windows and they're counting up the spoons And if I'm feeling edgy there's a chick who's paid to be my slave But she'll hit me with a needle if she thinks I'm trying to misbehave
I Wish I Wuz (Hi Ho Fiddle Dee Dee) Composer(s): Lyn Murray; Sid Kuller Performer(s): Rosemary Clooney and multiple other artists
Hi-ho, fiddle-dee-dee Tell ya what I'd like to be Hi-ho, fiddle-dee-dee Here is what I dream I'd like to be
I wish I was a swingin', clingin' vine I wish I was a swingin', clingin' vine If I was a swingin', clingin' vine I'd only cling to the boy of mine I wish I was a swingin', clingin' vine
Hi-ho, fiddle-dee-dee Tell ya what I'd like to be Hi-ho, fiddle-dee-dee Here is what I dream I'd like to be I wish I was a glass of sherry wine I wish I was a glass of sherry wine If I was a glass of sherry wine I'd warm your heart till you were mine I wish I was a glass of sherry wine
Hi-ho, fiddle-dee-dee Tell ya what I'd like to be Hi-ho, fiddle-dee-dee Here is what I dream I'd like to be
I wish I was an apple on a tree I wish I was an apple on a tree If I was an apple on a tree A boy'd come along, take a bite from me I wish I was an apple on a tree
Hi-ho, fiddle-dee-dee Tell ya what I'd like to be Hi-ho, fiddle-dee-dee Here is what I dream I'd like to be
Knock-Kneed Napua Composer(s): Prince Kawohi; Steve Graham Performer(s): Prince Kawohi
They call her knock-kneed Napua from Kailua She's the talk of Lanikai When she does the hula over in Kailua You can hear them cheer in Molokai
She dances on the sands And her hula hands just seem to say Hold on to your kane and don't let him go Or I might steal him away
So one day knock-kneed Napua from Kailua Took a trip to Waikiki Television beckoned, "This is it," she reckoned, "Here's my chance to dance on TV"
She shook and rolled her eyes Then they realized their big mistake She ami'd here and she ami'd there Ev'ry camera quivered and quaked
So they said "knock-kneed Napua from Kailua Go back to dear old Lanikai Then you can do your hula over in Kailua" Underneath the blue Hawaiian sky Underneath the blue Hawaiian sky
Turtle Blues Composer(s): Janis Joplin First release: Big Brother & The Holding Company - 1968 Covered by multiple other artists
Ah, I'm a mean, mean woman I don't mean no one man, no good, no I'm a mean, mean woman I don't mean no one man, no good I just treats 'em like I wants to I never treats 'em, honey like I should
Oh, Lord, I once had a daddy He said he'd give me everything in sight Once had a daddy Said he'd give me everything in sight Yes, he did So I said, "Honey, I want the sunshine You take the stars out of the night Come on and give 'em to me, babe, 'cause I want 'em right now"
I ain't the kind of woman Who'd make your life a bed of ease, ha ha ha ha! No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no I'm not the kind of woman, no To make your life a bed of ease Yeah, but if you, if you just wanna go out drinkin', honey Won't you invite me along, please Oh, I'll be so good to ya babe, yeah! Whoa, go on!
I guess I'm just like a turtle That's hidin' underneath its horny shell Whoa, whoa, oh yeah, like a turtle Hidin' underneath its hard-ass shell But you know I'm very well protected I know this goddamn life too well
Oh! Now call me mean, you can call me evil, yeah, yeah I've been called much worser things around Honey, don't ya know I have! Whoa, call me mean or call me evil I've been called much worser things, all things around Yeah, but I'm gonna take good care of Janis, yeah Honey, ain't no one gonna dog me down Alright, yeah
I Wish I Weren't In Love Composer(s): Paul Simon Performer(s): Jerry Landis (aka Paul Simon)
I've got a problem The girl I love doesn't love me at all In fact she won't even answer my call I wish I weren't in love
I can't do my homework I write her name on my notebook all night The way she treats me, it just isn't right I wish I weren't in love
What can I do, what can I say How can I make her stop, hurting me this way I'm so unhappy, you just don't know Oh, how I love that girl Guess I'm the loneliest boy in this world I wish I weren't in love
Knokke-Le-Zoute Composer(s): Jacques Brel Performer(s): Jacques Brel
Les soirs où je suis argentin Je m'offre quelques argentines Quite à cueillir dans les vitrines Des jolis quartiers d'Amsterdam Des lianes qui auraient ce teint de femme Qu'exporte vos cités latines Ces soirs-là je les veux félines Avec un rien de brillantine Collé aux cheveux de la langue Elles seraient fraiches comme des mangues Et compenseraient leur maladresse À coups de poitrine et de fesses
Ah mais ce soir Y a pas d'argentines Y a pas d'espoir Y a pas de doute Non ce soir Il pleut sur Knokke-le-Zoute Ce soir comme tous les soirs Je me rentre chez moi Le cur en déroute Et la bitte sous l'bras
Les jours où je suis espagnol Petites fesses grande bagnole Elles passent toutes à la casserole Quite à pourchasser dans Hambourg Des carmencitas de faubourg Qui nous reviennent de vérole Je me les veux fraiches et joyeuses Bonnes travailleuse sans parlotes Mi andalouses mi anguleuses De ces femelles qu'on gestapote Parce qu'elles ne savent pas encore Que Franco est tout à fait mort
Mais ce soir Y a pas d'espagnoles Y a pas de casseroles Y pas de doute Non ce soir Il pleut sur Knokke-le-Zoute Ce soir comme tous les soirs Je me rentre chez moi Le cur en déroute Et la bitte sous l'bras
Les soirs depuis Caracas Je panama je partaguasse Je suis l'plus beau Je pars en chasse Je glisse de palace en palace Pour y dénicher le gros lot Qui n'attend que mon coup de grâce Je la veux folle comme un travelo Découverte de vieux rideaux Mais cependant "dévanescente" Elle m'attendrait depuis toujours Cerclée de serpents et de plantes Parmi les livres de Dufour
Mais ce soir Y a pas de Caracas Y a pas de dévanescentes Y a pas de doute Mais ce soir Il pleut sur Knokke-le-Zoute Ce soir comme tous les soirs Je me rentre chez moi Le cur en déroute Et la bitte sous l'bras
Demain oui Peut être que ... Peut être que demain je serai argentin ... oui Je m'offrai des argentines Quite à cueillir dans les vitrines Des jolis quartiers d'Amsterdam Des lianes qui auraient ce teint de femme Qu'exporte vos cités latines Demain je les voudrai félines Avec ce rien de brillantine Collé aux cheveux de la langue Elles seront fraiches comme des mangues Et compenseront leur maladresse À coups de poitrine et de fesses
Demain je serai espagnol Petites fesses grande bagnole Elles passeront toutes à la casserole Quite à pourchasser dans Hambourg Des Carmencitas de faubourg Qui nous reviendront de vérole Je les voudrai fraiches et joyeuses Bonnes travailleuses sans parlotes Mi andalouses mi anguleuses De ces femelles qu'on gestapote Parce qu'elles ne savent pas encore Que Franco est tout à fait mort
Les soirs depuis Caracas Je panama je partaguasse Je suis l'plus beau Je pars en chasse Je glisse de palace en palace Pour y dénicher le gros lot Qui n'attend que mon coup de grâce Je la veux folle comme un travelo Découverte de vieux rideaux Mais cependant dévanescente Elle m'attendrait depuis toujours Cerclée de serpents et de plantes Parmi les livres de "Dufour"
Turquoise Composer(s): Donovan First release: Donovan - 1965
Your smile beams like sunlight on a gull's wing And the leaves dance and play after you Take my hand and hold it as you would a flower Take care with my heart, oh darling, she's made of glass
Your eyes feel like silence resting on me And the birds cease to sing when you rise Ride easy your fairy stallion you have mounted Take care how you ride, my precious, you might fall down
In the pastel skies a sunset I have wondered With my eyes and ears and heart stained to the full I know I tasted the essence in the few days Take care who you love, my precious, he might not know
I Wish I Were In Love Again Composer(s): Richard Rodgers; Lorenz Hart First performance by: Grace McDonald & Rolly Pickert - 1937 Covered by multiple other artists
The sleepless nights - the daily fights The quick toboggan - when you reach the heights I miss the kisses - and I miss the bites I wish I were in love again
The broken dates - the endless waits The lovely loving - and the hateful hates The conversation - with the flying plates I wish I were in love again
No more pain - no more strain Now I'm sane - but I would rather be punched - drunk
The pulled out fur - of cat and cur The fine mismating - of a him and her I've learned my lesson - but I wish I were In love again
The furtive sigh - the blackened eye The words: "I love you - 'til the day I day" The self deception - that believes the lie I wish I were in love again
When love congeals - it soon reveals The faint aroma - of performing seals The double-crossing - of a pair of heals I wish I were in love again
No, no more care - no, no despair Now I'm all there (now) - but I'd rather be punch-drunk
Believe me sir - I much prefer The classic battle - of a him and her I don't like quiet - and I wish I were In love again - in love again - in love again
Knots Composer(s): Kerry Minnear; Derek Shulman; Phil Shulman; Raymond Shulman Performer(s): Gentle Giant; Steel Wind
All in all each man in all men All men in each man He can see she can't, she can see she can see whatever, whatever You may know what I don't know but not that I don't know it and I can't tell you so you will To tell me all man in all men All men in each man He can see she can't, she can see she can see whatever, whatever You may know what I don't know but not that I don't know it and I can't tell you so you will have to tell me all It hurts him to think that she is hurting her by him being hurt to think that she thinks he is hurt by making her feel guilty at hurting him by her thinking she wants him to want her Her wants her to want him to get him to want him to get him to want her she pretends He tries to make her afraid by not being afraid You may know what I don't know, but not that I don't know it and I can't tell you so you will have to tell me all I get what I deserve I deserve what I get I have it so I deserve it I deserve it for I have it I get what I deserve What I deserve - what I deserve what I get I have it so I deserve He tries to make her afraid by not being afraid
Turning Away Composer(s): Tim Krekel First release: Crystal Gayle - 1984
None of your friends come near you They've given up trying to steer you Because your turning away Turning away from love
Lately you look so ragged The edge of your heart's become jagged And you're turning away Turning away from love
I say you're turning away, turning away from love I say you're turning away, turning away from love Well she gives it to you without asking A piece of her heart ever lasting But you're turning away Turning away from love
Just when this old world needs all of the love it can get You're turning away Turning away from the one who really cares You're turning away from love
I say you're turning away, turning away from love I say you're turning away, turning away from love
Just when this old world needs all of the love it can get You're turning away Turning away from the one who really cares You're turning away from love
I say you're turning away, turning away from love I say you're turning away, turning away from love Well she gives it to you without asking A piece of her heart ever lasting But you're turning away Turning away from love
I say you're turning away, turning away from love I say you're turning away, turning away from love I say you're turning away, turning away from love I say you're turning away, turning away from love No, no, no turning away, turning away from love I say you're turning away, turning away from love...
I Wish I Were A Princess Composer(s): Luigi Creatore; Hugo Peretti; George David Weiss Performer(s): Little Peggy March; Sara Hickman
I wish I were a princess I wish I were a princess I wish I were a princess and you were my prince
I wish I were a princess so beautiful to see I'd pass the greatest law in history A lovely little law that I hope you'll never break and it would make you fall in love with me
And if I were a princess the next thing I would do is plan a celebration in the land Oh, what a happy day when the people hear you say, "My princess, I'm asking for your hand!"
I wish I were a princess I wish I were a princess I'd have you sit beside me so handsome, so bold I wish I were a princess and you were my prince Oh, we'd live happily ever after as in days of old
I wish I were a princess I wish I were a princess I'd have you sit beside me so handsome, so bold I wish I were a princess and you were my prince Oh, we'd live happily ever after as in days of old!
I wish I were a princess I wish I were a princess I wish I were a princess I wish I were a princess
