Sex As A Weapon
Composer(s): Tom Kelly; Billy Steinberg
Performer(s): Pat Benatar



You really do know how to strut that stuff (strut that stuff)
You really do know how to act tough (act tough)
Your body's just like a centerfold
A fantasy (a fantasy), anyone would want to hold

Stop using Sex As A Weapon
Stop using Sex As A Weapon
You know you're already my obsession
Stop (stop) using Sex As A Weapon
Love is more than a one way reflection
Stop (stop) using Sex As A Weapon

With looks that kill and a mind that's twisted (twisted)
I don't know why I can't resist it (resist it)
I tell myself look the other way (other way)
When you want me to (when you want me to)
I, I always stay

Stop using Sex As A Weapon
Stop using Sex As A Weapon
You know you're already my obsession
Stop (stop) using Sex As A Weapon
Love is more than a one way reflection
Stop (stop) using Sex As A Weapon

You play with desire like it was a toy (toy)
How much affection can you destroy?
You wrap my heart around your little finger
Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex As A Weapon

Stop using Sex As A Weapon
Stop using Sex

Stop using Sex As A Weapon
Stop using Sex As A Weapon
You know you're already my obsession
Stop (stop) using Sex As A Weapon
Love is more than a one way reflection
Stop (stop) using Sex As A Weapon

Stop using Sex As A Weapon
Stop using Sex As A Weapon
Stop using Sex
Stop using Sex As A Weapon
Stop using Sex (stop using sex, stop using sex)
Sex As A Weapon, As A Weapon

Christmas Time Is Here
Composer(s): Erick Traplin
Performer(s): Erick Traplin



Snowflakes falling on the ground, little children playing all around
Everyone's happy in this town, Christmas time is here
Everyone's face is all-aglow, there's no frown and no sorrow

Let it snow and let it blow, Christmas time is here
They're all running for their presents, hidden `neath the Christmas tree
They're all happy as can be, Christmas time is here

(chorus)

Santa's come with all his toys, bringing joy to girls and boys
A time of laughter and of joy, Christmas time is here
The trees are full of candy canes, the children's bellies are the same
We're all happy Santa came, Christmas time is here

(chorus)

Que Suerte La Mia
Performer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez



Te vas por un momento
te vas diciendo que vuelves
que vuelves pronto
a quererme mas

Te vas y yo presiento
que aqui se acaba todo
que ya a mi vida
no volveras

Que triste agonia
tener que olvidarte
queriendote asi

Que suerte la mia
despues de una pena
volver a sufrir

Que triste agonia
despues de caido
volver a caer

Que suerte la mia
estar tan perdido
y volver a perder

Amor, amor sagrado
asi me lo habia jurado
ante una Virgen,
ante un altar

Saliste igual que la otra
juraste muchas cosas
y al verme herido
tambien te vas

Que triste agonia
tener que olvidarte...
(se repite)

Sevilla
Composer(s): Miguel Bosé
Raphael & Rocío Jurado



Media luna brillara
la navaja acechara
ojos bravos de mujer
Que veneno fue?

El corazon que  Triana va
nunca volvera
Sevilla...
con que pasion te enamorara
y te embrujara
Sevilla...

Sola queda Soledad
la guitarra llorara
sortilegio sobre ti caera
y una lagrima
un perfume flor de azahar
a la hora de la verdad
pulso infame temblara
pero matara

Y al alba blanca le contare
lo que yo te ame
Sevilla...
bandido ay! muero yo por ti
tu paloma fui
Sevilla...
cantare
y enloquecere
sentire
puñales de placer...

El corazon que  Triana va
nunca volvera
Sevilla...
con que pasion te enamorara
y te embrujara
Sevilla...
bandido ay! muero yo por ti
tu paloma fui
Sevilla...
Y al alba blanca le contare
lo que yo te ame
Sevilla...
bandido ay! muero yo por ti
tu paloma fui
Sevilla...
de oro y diamantes te descubrire
te seducire
Sevilla
como a una reina te tratare
y te adorare
Sevilla..

Que Tal Te Va Sin Mi
Composer(s): Manuel Alejandro
Performer(s): Raphael;
and various other artists



Me alegro mucho de volver a verte
Tu sabes que no he sido rencoroso
Perdoname si ves que estoy nervioso
No te esperaba aqui tan de repente
Me alegro de encontrarte tan bonita
Te juro que te veo maravillosa
Sera que al fin te van muy bien las cosas
O tratas de ocultarme tu desdicha

¿Que tal te va sin mi?
Dime que no te va muy bien
Que en realidad quieres volver a estar conmigo
No intentes sonreir, veo en tus ojos la verdad
Y hay mas tristeza y ansiedad que al lado mio
¿Que tal te va sin mi?
¿Has encontrado algo mejor
O has comprendido que el amor no se improvisa?
Si quieres regresar hazlo deprisa, hazlo ya
Que yo tambien quiero volver a estar contigo
Como estabamos ayer

Me alegro mucho de volver a verte
Tu sabes que no he sido rencoroso
Perdoname si ves que estoy nervioso
No te esperaba aqui tan de repente
Me alegro de encontrarte tan bonita
Te juro que te veo maravillosa
Sera que al fin te van muy bien las cosas
O tratas de ocultarme tu desdicha

¿Que tal te va sin mi?
Dime que no te va muy bien
Que en realidad quieres volver a estar conmigo
No intentes sonreir, veo en tus ojos la verdad
Y hay mas tristeza y ansiedad que al lado mio
¿Que tal te va sin mi?
¿Has encontrado algo mejor
O has comprendido que el amor no se improvisa?
I quieres regresar hazlo deprisa, hazlo ya
Que yo tambien quiero volver a estar contigo
Como estabamos ayer

76 Trombones
Composer(s): Meredith Willson
Performer(s): Meredith Willson
and multiple other artists



Harold:
Seventy-six trombones led the big parade
With a hundred and ten cornets close at hand
They were followed by rows and rows of the finest virtuosos, the cream of ev'ry famous band

Seventy-six trombones caught the morning sun
With a hundred and ten cornets right behind
There were more than a thousand reeds
Springing up like weeds
There were horns of ev'ry shape and kind

There were copper bottom tympani in horse platoons
Thundering, thundering all along the way
Double bell euphoniums and big bassoons
Each bassoon having it's big, fat say!

There were fifty mounted cannon in the battery
Thundering, thundering louder than before
Clarinets of ev'ry size
And trumpeters who'd improvise
A full octave higher than the score!

Qué Te Importa
Composer(s): Rafael Hernández
Performer(s): Javier Solis



Me dirán que de tanto quererte me voy a morir
que no vale por ti el sacrificio lo podrán decir
Que no quieren saber de mi nombre eso ya lo sé
pero yo que te quiero de veras no sé que diré

Qué te importa decir por doquier que ya te perdí
qué te importa este pobre querer que llora por ti
Qué te importa el hacerme sufrir por otro querer
si no puedo lograr que me ames qué le voy a hacer

Qué te importa el hacerme sufrir por otro querer
si no puedo lograr que me ames ¡qué le voy a hacer!

Seventeen Come Sunday
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Steeleye Span
and multiple other artists



As I strolled out one May morning
One May morning so early
I overtook a handsome maid
And, my goodness, she was early

Her shoes were black and her stockings were white
And her buckles they shone like silver
She had a dark and rolling eye
And her hair hung over her shoulder

"How old are you my fair pretty maid
How old are you my honey?"
She answered me so cheerfully
"Well, I'm seventeen come Sunday"

"Could you love me my fair pretty maid
Could you love me my honey?"
She answered me so tearfully
"Oh, I can't because of Mummy''

"But if you come to my Mummy's house
When the moon is shining brightly"
"Oh, I'll come down and let you in"
"And my Mummy shall not hear me"

So he went to her Mummy's house
When the moon was brightly shining
And she came down and she let him in
And she rolled in his arms till the morning

She says "Kind sir, will you marry me?"
I says "Oh no, my honey
For the fife and drum is my delight
And I'm happy in the army"

Que Te Vaya Bonito
Composer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez
Performer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez



Ojala que te vaya bonito
ojala que se acaben tus penas
que te digan que yo ya no existo
y conozcas personas mas buenas

Que te den lo que no pude darte
aunque yo te haya dado de todo
nunca mas volvere a molestarte
te adore, te perdi, ya ni modo

Cuantas cosas quedaron prendidas
hasta adentro del fondo de mi alma
cuantas luces dejaste encendidas
yo no se como voy a apagarlas

Ojala que mi amor no te duela
y te olvides de mi para siempre
que se llenen de sangre tus venas
y te vista la vida de suerte

Yo no se si tu ausencia me mate
aunque tengo mi pecho de acero
pero nadie me llame cobarde
sin saber hasta donde la quiero

Cuantas cosas...
(se repite)

Seventeen
Composer(s): Boyd Bennett; John Young
Performer(s): Boyd Bennett
and multiple other artists



Seventeen, seventeen
Cool and solid seventeen
Young enough to dance and sing
Old enough to get that swing

Past sixteen, done been kissed
Graduated and got that twist
Kind of love I can't resist
At seventeen

Now, sloppy shirt, old blue-jeans
Dirty shoes, by all means
Patch of blonde, peroxide hair
Jukebox baby ain't no square

Seventeen, hot rod queen
Cutest girl you've ever seen
Tell the world I'm really keen
On my hep-cat doll of seventeen

Que Tu M'Enterres
Composer(s): Michel Jonasz; Gabriel Yared
Performer(s): Françoise Hardy



Mais demain, je s'rai loin
Alors dis-moi, dis-moi vite
Que tes mains, ce sont mes mains
Que mes yeux, ce sont les tiens
Tes mots les miens

Mais pourtant, c'était bien
Qu'est-ce qui dégringole si vite
Qui jaunit comme un bouquin ?
C'est pas l'amour qui s'éteint
C'est quoi ? C'est rien...

{Refrain:}
J'm'en vais, tu pars
Mais je sais qu'un jour, quelque part
Une rue, une gare
On se retrouv'ra comme hier
Ensemble on vieillira, j'espère
Oh, oh, je voudrais que tu m'enterres
Oh, je voudrais que tu m'enterres

Mais demain, je s'rai loin, très loin
Alors dis-moi, dis-moi vite
Que tes mains, ce sont mes mains

{au Refrain}

Que Triste Decirte Adios
Performer(s): Raphael



Sabes, hay mucha gente con el vacio en el corazon
Tu sabes que hay mucha gente que ya ha perdido la ilusion de amar
Pero nunca crei que yo tambien llegaria a sentirme asi
La, lara, lara, larai, larirara, lara....

Siento que poco a poco vas apagandome hasta el sol
Siento que poco a poco vas apagando el corazon en mi
Mi voz sin tu voz esta muriendo poque nada me queda sin ti
La, lara, lara, larai, larirara, lara....

Es tan triste decirse adios que hasta el alma llora
Es tan triste decirse adios que hasta el cuerpo llora
Y mis ojos lloran y mis manos lloran, mi cancion llora tambien
La, lara, lara, larai, larirara, lara....

Seven Year Ache
Composer(s): Rosanne Cash
Performer(s): Rosanne Cash
and multiple other artists



You act like you were just born tonight
Face down in a memory, but feelin' all right
So who does your past belong to today?
Baby, you don't say nothin' when you're feelin' this way

The girls in the bars, thinkin' "Who is this guy?"
But they don't think nothin' when they're tellin' you lies
You look so careless when they're shootin' that bull
Don't you know heartaches are heroes when their pockets are full

Tell me you're tryin' to cure a seven year ache
See what elese your old heart can take
Boys say: "When is he gonna give us some room?"
The girls say: "God, I hope he comes back soon"

Everybody's talkin' but you don't hear a thing
You're still uptown on your down hill swing
The Boulevard's empty, why don't you come around?
Baby, what is so great about sleepin' downtown?

There's plenty of dives to be someone you're not
Just say you're lookin' for somethin' you might have forgot
Don't bother callin' to say you're leavin' alone
'Cos there's a fool on every corner when you're tryin' to get home

Tell me you're tryin' to cure a seven year ache
See what elese your old heart can take
Boys say: "When is he gonna give us some room?"
The girls say: "God, I hope he comes back soon"

Tell me you're tryin' to cure a seven year ache
See what elese your old heart can take
Boys say: "When is he gonna give us some room?"
The girls say: "God, I hope he comes back soon"

Qué Va
Composer(s): Fernando Z. Maldonado
Performer(s): Javier Solis;
and various other artists



Que te deje yo qué va
si te estoy queriendo tanto
en tus ojos hay dulzura
y en tus besos la ternura
que me llena de ilusión

Me aconsejan sin razón
que ya deje de quererte
que no tienes corazón
y que un día sin compasión
con engaños tú te irás

Que te deje yo qué va
es que envidian nuestro amor
que haga caso yo qué va
me critican con ardor

Con tus besos viviré
en un mundo de ilusiones
latirán dos corazones
bajo un cielo de ilusiones
cobijando nuestro amor

Que te deje yo qué va
es que envidian nuestro amor
que haga caso yo qué va
me critican con ardor

Con tus besos viviré
en un mundo de ilusiones
latirán dos corazones
bajo un cielo de ilusiones
cobijando nuestro amor

Que te deje yo qué va

Seven Turns
Composer(s): Dickey Betts
Performer(s): The Allman Brothers Band; Dickey Betts & Great Southern



Seven turns on the highway
Seven rivers to cross
Sometimes, you feel like you could fly away
Sometimes, you get lost

And sometimes, in the darkened night
You see the crossroad sign
One way is the morning light
You got to make up your mind

Somebody's calling your name
Somebody's waiting for you
Love is all that remains the same
That's what it's all coming to
Hey, yeah

Running wild out on the road
Just like a leaf on the wind
How in the world could you ever know
We'd ever meet again?

Seven turns on the highway
Seven rivers to cross
Sometimes, you feel like you could fly away
Sometimes, you get lost

Somebody's calling your name
Somebody's waiting for you
Love is all that remains the same
That's what it's all coming to

Somebody's calling your name
Somebody's waiting for you
Love is all that remains the same
That's what it's all coming to

Somebody's calling your name
Somebody's waiting for you
Love is all that remains the same
That's what it's all coming to

Que Vas-Tu Faire?
English Title: What Will You Do?
Composer(s): Françoise Hardy; Jean-Michel Jarre
Performer(s): Françoise Hardy



vivre
sans se comprendre
jour après jour
sans rien s'apprendre
sans autre amour
qu'amour de dépendance
que faux amour
dans ce monde de violence
de désordre et d'impatience
où les choses vont trop vite
où les gens s'aiment et se quittent
toi ma goutte d'eau dans la mer
tout seul dans ce monde que vas-tu faire
dans ce monde d'apocalypse
tout au bord du grand précipice
où l'amour se change en peine
où l'amour se change en haine
toi mon grain de sable du désert
tout seul dans ce monde que vas-tu faire
vivre
sans se connaître
ni l'un ni l'autre
sans pouvoir être
ni soi ni l'autre
se laisser prendre au piège
du faux amour
toi mon grain de sable du désert
tout seul dans ce monde que vas-tu faire
pour l'amour de la liberté
pour l'amour de l'humanité
de l'un comme de l'autre côté
on se donne le droit de tuer
goutte d'eau et grain de poussière
tout seul dans ce monde que vas-tu faire

Seven Spanish Angels 
Composer(s): Eddie Setser; Troy Seals
Performer(s): Ray Charles
and multiple other artists



He looked down into the brown eyes
And said "Say a prayer for me"
And she threw her arms around him
Whispered "God will keep us free"
They could hear the riders coming
He said "This is my last fight
"If they take me back to Texas
"They won't take me back alive"

There were seven Spanish angels
At the altar of the Sun
They were praying for the lovers
In the Valley of the Gun
When the battle stopped and the smoke cleared
There was thunder from the throne
And seven Spanish angels
Took another angel home

She reached down and picked the gun up
That lay smoking in his hand
She said "Father please forgive me
"I can't make it without my man"
And she knew the gun was empty
And she knew she couldn't win
But her final prayer was answered
When the rifles fired again

There were seven Spanish angels
At the altar of the Sun
They were praying for the lovers
In the Valley of the Gun
When the battle stopped and the smoke cleared
There was thunder from the throne
And seven Spanish angels
Took another angel home

There were seven Spanish angels (at the altar)
At the altar of the Sun (oh I believe)
They were praying for the lovers (yeah they was)
In the Valley of the Gun (well, well, well)

When the battle stopped and the smoke cleared (there was thunder)
There was thunder from the throne (oh yeah)
And seven Spanish angels
Took another angel home

Que Ya Viví, Que Te Vas
Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez; Carlos Diaz



Dejé pasar unas horas
por si se huía tu sueño
Durmiendo la veladora
tu tiempo se entró en mi tiempo
y, en fin, la guitarra sola
gira contigo en el centro

Creo que la luna ya es muy alta
y en la caricia falta
un viaje a la humedad
Creo que de noche me despierto
con frío, al descubierto
tantenado oscuridad
Creo que la lluvia está cayendo
y no voy sonriendo
dejándome mojar
Creo que me va a quitar el sueño
un dedo aquí
un labio allá
que te perdí
que ya no estás
que ya viví
que te vas

Dejé pasar unas horas
pupila veladora
por si me daba igual
Tu tiempo se metió en mi tiempo
momentos y momentos
que no quieren pasar
Y he aquí que la guitarra
vuelve a soltar amarras
canta y gime al volar

Creo que me va a quitar el sueño
un dedo aquí
un labio allá
que te perdí
que ya no estás
que ya viví
que te vas

Seven Lonely Days
Composer(s): Marshall Brown; Earl Shuman; Alden Shuman
First release by: Gisele MacKenzie - 1953
Covered by multiple other artists



Seven lonely days make one lonely week
Seven lonely nights make one lonely me
Ever since the time you told me we were thru
Seven lonely days I cried and I cried for you

Oh, my darlin' you're cryin', boo-hoo-hoo-hoo
There's no use in denyin' I cried for you
It was your favorite pastime, makin' me blue
Last week was the last time I cried for you

Seven hankies blue I filled with my tears
Seven letters, too, I filled with my fears
Guess it never pays to make your lover blue
Seven lonely days I cried and I cried for you

Oh, my darlin you're cryin', boo-hoo-hoo-hoo
Now, there's no use in denyin' I cried for you
It was your favorite pastime, makin' me blue
Last week was the last time I cried for you
Last week was the last time I cried for you

Queda La Música
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute



Miro el instante que ha fijado
la fotografía,
ríes con la timidez de a quien
le avergüenza la risa.
Quince años que sujeto entre mis brazos
al compás del último disco robado
Nada queda en este trozo de papel
todo es alquimia
veo que es la prueba más veraz
de que todo es mentira
Esos rostros ya no llevan nuestros nombres
son dos máscaras perdidas en la noche
pero, queda la música...

Siento que ese tiempo que se fue
no ha sido nunca nuestro
como cuando te miro y no logro
recordar tu cuerpo
no eras tú aquella insolencia de latidos
que encendía mis deseos más prohibidos
Creo que tú y yo no somos más
que dos desconocidos
otros, dos extraños que en el tiempo
se han hecho asesinos
de esos dos niños de la fotografía
que, abrazados, van bailando por la vida
pero, queda la música...