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  • 17-06-1987
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.And The Heavens Cried
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    And The Heavens Cried
    Composer(s): Gwynn Elias; Irving Reid
    Performer(s): Ronnie Savoy; Antony Newley



    She was mine only yesterday
    Both our hearts beat as one
    But then I felt her slip away
    As a cloud stole the sun

    And the he-e-e-avens cri-i-i-ied
    And the tears filled the stre-e-e-am
    And the stream filled the river
    The river filled the sea
    All because, she took her love
    Away from me-e-e-e-e

    Though each dawn brings the sun again
    Yesterday will remain
    Every day I'll remember when
    All the clouds filled with rain

    And the he-e-e-avens cri-i-i-ied
    And the tears filled the stre-e-e-am
    And the stream filled the river
    The river filled the sea
    All because, she took her love
    Away from me-e-e-e-e



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    Painting The Clouds With Sunshine
    Composer(s): Joe Burke; Al Dubin
    Performer(s): Jack Hylton;
    and various other artists



    When I pretend I'm gay
    I never feel that way
    I'm only painting the clouds with sunshine
    When I hold back a tear
    To make a smile appear
    I'm only painting the clouds with sunshine
    Painting the blue, beautiful hues
    Coloured with gold and old rose
    Playing the clown
    Trying to drown all of my woes
    Though things may not look bright
    They all turn out alright
    If I keep painting the clouds with sunshine



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    16-06-1987
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    Si Seulement Elle Était Jolie
    Composer(s): Georges Brassens
    Performer(s): Maxime le Forestier



    Si seulement elle était jolie
    Je dirais: "tout n'est pas perdu
    Elle est folle, c'est entendu
    Mais quelle beauté accomplie!"
    Hélas elle est plus laide bientôt
    Que les sept péchés capitaux
    Que les sept péchés capitaux

    Si seulement elle avait des formes
    Je dirais: "tout n'est pas perdu
    Elle est moche c'est entendu
    Mais c'est Venus copie conforme"
    Malheureusement, c'est désolant
    C'est le vrai squelette ambulant
    C'est le vrai squelette ambulant

    Si seulement elle était gentille
    Je dirais: "tout n'est pas perdu
    Elle est plate c'est entendu
    mais c'est la meilleure des filles"
    Malheureusement c'est un chameau
    Un succube, tranchons le mot
    Un succube, tranchons le mot

    Si elle était intelligente
    Je dirais: "tout n'est pas perdu
    Elle est vache, c'est entendu
    Mais c'est une femme savante"
    Malheureusement elle est très bête
    Et tout à fait analphabète
    Et tout à fait analphabète

    Si seulement l'était cuisinière
    Je dirais: "tout n'est pas perdu
    Elle est sotte, c'est entendu
    Mais quelle artiste culinaire!"
    Malheureusement sa chère m'a
    Pour toujours gâté l'estomac
    Pour toujours gâté l'estomac

    Si seulement elle était fidèle
    Je dirais :"tout n'est pas perdu
    Elle m'empoisonne, c'est entendu
    Mais c'est une épouse modèle"
    Malheureusement elle est, papa
    Folle d'un cul qu'elle n'a pas!
    Folle d'un cul qu'elle n'a pas!

    Si seulement l'était moribonde
    Je dirais: "tout n'est pas perdu
    Elle me trompe c'est entendu
    Mais elle va quitter le monde"
    Malheureusement jamais elle tousse
    Elle nous enterrera tous
    Elle nous enterrera tous



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    Painting Box
    Composer(s): Mike Heron
    Performer(s): The Incredible String Band



    When the morning of your eyes comes waking through my shadows
    Leaving just a trace of twilight sleep
    I whisper to the baby raindrops playing on my window
    And tell them gently this is not the time that they should weep

    For somewhere in my mind there is a painting box
    I have every color there it's true
    Just lately when I look inside my painting box
    I seem to pick the colors of you

    My Friday evening's foot-steps plodding dully through this black town
    Are far away now from the world that I'm in
    My eyes are listening to some sounds that I think just might be springtime
    With daffodils between my toes I'm laughing at their whim

    And somewhere in my mind there is a painting box
    I have every color there it's true
    Just lately when I look inside my painting box
    I seem to pick the colors of you

    Oh somewhere in my mind there is a painting box
    I have every color there it's true
    Just lately when I look inside my painting box
    I seem to pick the colors of you

    The purple sail above me catches all the strength of summer
    Fishes stop and ask me where I am bound
    I smile and shake my head and say my little ship is sinking
    But I kind of like the sea that I'm on, and I don't mind if I do drown

    For somewhere in my mind there is a painting box
    I have every color there it's true
    Just lately when I look inside my painting box
    I seem to pick the colors of you



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    15-06-1987
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    Angel In Disguise
    Composer(s): Earl Thomas Conley; Randy Scruggs
    Performer(s): Earl Thomas Conley



    You were just another pretty face in the crowd
    I was just hangin' out
    I wasn't ready for love when I looked in your eyes
    You took me by surprise
    You weren't supposed to say that you loved me
    You were just gonna stay for the night
    I never held a hand that could touch me
    And leave me with stars in my eyes

    Oh angel in disguise
    You're just an angel in disguise

    Almost made it too easy for me to believe
    That love could happen to me
    But you're not afraid to show me how much you care
    And prove your heart is there
    You weren't supposed to say that you loved me
    You were just gonna spend the night
    I never held a hand that could touch me
    And leave me with stars in my eyes

    Oh angel in disguise
    You're just an angel in disguise

    Oh angel in disguise
    You're just an angel in disguise



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Painted, Tainted Rose
    Composer(s): Jean Sawyer; Peter DeAngelis
    Performer(s): Al Martino



    She was a wild and lovely rose
    Oh, how I loved her, heaven knows
    But though my heart was true, it would never do
    Party life was what she chose

    Last night I saw my lovely rose
    All painted up in fancy clothes
    Her eyes have lost their spark, the years have left their mark
    She's just a painted, tainted rose

    She was a wild and lovely rose – come on

    She was a wild and lovely rose

    Oh, how I loved her, heaven knows

    Oh, how I loved her, heaven knows
    But though my heart was true, it would never do
    Party life was what she chose

    Last night I saw my lovely Rose

    Last night I saw my lovely Rose

    All painted up in fancy clothes

    All painted up in fancy clothes
    Her eyes have lost their spark, the years have left their mark
    She's just a She's just a



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    14-06-1987
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    Si Seco Un Llanto
    Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
    Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez



    Un día, junto al mar
    la más triste canción
    oyó llorar a un alma su dolor
    y a por el alma fue
    vibrando la tonada
    conmovida y gentil
    maravillada

    ¿Qué pena lloras tú
    -le dijo la canción-
    que me has trocado en gracia el corazón?

    ¿De qué me sirve a mí
    -le respondió un sollozo-
    la virtud, si no tengo un canto hermoso?

    Sospecho que hoy empiezo a ser canción
    Y tengo la impresión
    de que seré tu sol
    si logro ser tu canto
    Sospecho que hoy empiezo a ser canción
    si seco un llanto

    Un día, junto al mar
    un alma halló su voz
    y una tonada hallaba su razón
    Fue el día en que nació
    la verdad hechizada
    la melodía y el alma enamoradas

    El alma con canción
    iluminó su hogar
    y la canción con alma echó a volar
    Desde entonces las dos
    vivieron más despacio
    a pesar de su tiempo y de su espacio

    Sospecho que hoy empiezo a ser canción
    Y tengo la impresión
    de que seré tu sol
    si logro ser tu canto
    Sospecho que hoy empiezo a ser canción
    si seco un llanto



    Categorie:Latin Songs

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    Painted From Memory
    Composer(s): Burt Bacharach; Elvis Costello
    Performer(s): Elvis Costello;
    and various other artists



    Such a picture of loveliness
    Didn't you notice the resemblance?
    Doesn't it look like she could speak?
    Those eyes I tried to capture
    They are lost to me now forever
    They smile for someone else

    Funny, how looks can be deceiving
    But she's not easily
    Painted from memory

    You'd think that I would know by now
    Those eyes I trIed to capture
    They are lost to me now forever
    They smile for someone else

    And so this had to be
    Painted from memory

    She is gone, and I must accept it
    She is lost to me now
    But I can't look away just yet though
    She smiles for someone else

    And so this had to be
    Painted from memory

    Funny, now I can see
    How looks can be deceiving

    And so this had to be
    Painted from memory

    Funny, now I can see
    How looks can be deceiving



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    13-06-1987
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    Atlanta Georgia Stray
    Composer(s): Chris Gantry
    Performer(s): Kenny Price
    and multiple other artists



    On the Greyhound bus trip home I was feelin' all alone
    When a long haired gal sat down next to me
    She said she was Atlanta bound kill some time maybe kick around
    'Cause it sounded like a friendly place to be
    From Chicago to Kentucky we just talked awhile
    And somewhere along the way I was captured by her smile
    But why I left the bus in Nashville has been a mystery till today
    'Cause for two years I've been tracking down that Atlanta Georgia stray

    Well she said all living things have a secret pair of wings
    And I'm of the lucky ones who learned to fly
    Though I don't even know your name I can tell we're much the same
    'Cause you've got that faraway look in your eyes
    Right then I knew I'd found what I've been searching for
    And by the tears that filled her eyes she felt the same I'm almost sure
    But why I left the bus in Nashville has been a mystery till today
    'Cause for two years I've been tracking down that Atlanta Georgia stray

    Well I'm flat broke once again I haven't eaten in God knows when
    And the weather is a-showing signs of rain
    I gotta make it in the town hit the clubs and ask around
    Even though the answers all will be the same
    Well I walked a mile for everyone I'd spoken to
    And up to now I haven't come across one little single clue
    'Cause when I left the bus in Nashville well it was my fateful day
    'Cause for two years I've been tracking down that Atlanta Georgia stray
    (That Atlanta Georgia stray
    Atlanta Georgia stray)



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Paint The Town Beige
    Composer(s): Robert Earl Keen Jr.
    Performer(s): Robert Earl Keen Jr.;
    Bill & Bonnie Hearne; Walt Wilkins



    I gave up the fast lane for a blacktop county road
    Just burned out on all that talk about the motherlode
    I traded for a songbird and a bigger piece of sky
    When I miss the good old days I can't imagine why

    Chorus:
    Still I get restless and drive into town
    I cruise once down Main Street and turn back around
    It's crazy but God knows I don't act my age
    like an old desperado who paints the town beige

    Down along the river and past the swimming hole
    you can find your piece of mind with just a fishin' pole
    And you can walk the river for miles and miles on end
    and never stop believin' in that dream around the bend

    Chorus:
    Still I get restless and drive into town
    my radio playin' my window rolled down
    It's crazy but God knows I don't act my age
    like an old desperado who paints the town beige

    Deep down in the winter time slows to a crawl
    There's really nothin' much to do until the first spring thaw
    It's then I get to thinkin' I must have gone insane
    Memories roll through my mind like a long slow railroad train

    Chorus:
    Still I get restless and drive into town
    watch the world through a windshield as it all comes unwound
    It's crazy but God knows I don't act my age
    like an old desperado who paints the town beige



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    12-06-1987
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    Si Quieres Tú
    Composer(s): José Miguel Gallardo
    Performer(s): Miguel Gallardo



    Si quieres tú, yo te daría
    todo el deseo y la ternura, que hay en mí
    Si quieres tú, cada palabra
    cada mirada, cada sonrisa son para ti
    Si quieres tú, se rompería
    esa distancia que nos separa hoy a los dos
    Si quieres tú, se llenaría
    todo el espacio del universo, con nuestro amor
    Si quieres tú, aprendería
    a enamorarme una vez más
    y olvidaría todo mi mundo para escapar
    en mi velero... contigo
    Si quieres tú, te enseñaría
    en cada beso a ser mujer
    y te daría toda la fuerza, toda la sed
    que da un amante... si quieres tú
    Juntos escapar, juntos navegar
    juntos sobre un mar inmenso
    Juntos compartir, juntos para huir
    juntos para amar... si quieres tú
    Si quieres tú, aprendería
    a enamorarme una vez más
    y olvidaría todo mi mundo para escapar
    en mi velero... contigo
    Si quieres tú, te enseñaría
    en cada beso a ser mujer
    y te daría toda la fuerza, toda la sed
    que da un amante... si quieres tú
    Juntos escapar, juntos navegar
    juntos sobre un mar inmenso
    Juntos compartir, juntos para huir
    juntos para amar... si quieres tú
    Juntos escapar, juntos navegar
    juntos sobre un mar inmenso
    Juntos compartir, juntos para huir
    juntos para amar... decídete



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    Paint Me Down
    Composer(s): Gary Kemp
    Performer(s): Spandau Ballet



    Paint me down
    Paint me down
    Paint me down

    Paint me down
    Paint me down
    Paint me down

    I'm walking into studio
    consider strange appeal
    paint me in the home
    I'm brushing up on sketchbook
    designs for love unreal
    paint me in the home

    oil and skin you'll need to buy it
    consider what I mean
    she sinks beneath the moving pictures
    prepare the brush for me
    I'm craving with this need

    Paint me down
    Paint me down
    Paint me down

    Paint me down
    Paint me down
    Paint me down

    I'm soaking up the surface
    conceiving new idea
    paint me in the home
    she's oiling up her subject
    but all still life is here
    paint me in the home

    all the boys with framed dimension
    a cover up on lust
    he'll take his pain and paint it over
    prepare the brush for me
    I'm craving with this need
    Paint me down
    Paint me down
    Paint me down

    Paint me down
    Paint me down
    Paint me down



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    11-06-1987
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    Blue Love (In My Heart)
    Composer(s): Floyd Jenkins; Fred Rose
    Performer(s): Hank Williams
    and multiple other artists



    I've got a blue love in my heart
    What can I do, love, with my heart?
    It's got a burnin', yearnin' while we're apart
    I've got a blue love in my heart

    So blue the nights, so blue the days
    Why don't you write to me and say

    You've got a true love in your heart
    And I'll come through, love, in your heart
    And stop this burnin', yearnin' while we're apart
    I've got a blue love in my heart

    I've got an old flame in my heart
    A solid gold flame in my heart
    I'm like a weepin' willow while we're apart
    I've got a blue love in my heart

    What can I do, where can I go?
    I never knew I loved you so

    I've got a blue love in my heart
    What can I do, love, with my heart?
    I'm like a weepin' willow while we're apart
    I've got a blue love in my heart



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    Paint It Black
    Composer(s): Mick Jagger; Keith Richards
    Performer(s): The Rolling Stones;
    and various other artists



    I see a red door and I want it painted black
    No colours anymore, I want them to turn back
    I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
    I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

    I see a line of cars and they're all painted black
    With flowers and my love, both never to come back
    I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
    Like a newborn baby it just happens ev'ryday

    I look inside myself and see my heart is black
    I see my red door and I must have it painted black
    Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts
    It's not easy facing up when your whole world is black

    No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
    I could not forsee this thing happening to you
    If I look hard enough into the setting sun
    My love will laugh with me before the morning comes

    I see a red door and I want it painted black
    No colours anymore I want them to turn back
    I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
    I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

    I wanna see your face painted black, black as night, black as coal
    Don't wanna see the sun, flying high in the sky
    I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black, yea



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    10-06-1987
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    Si Può Dare Di Più
    Composer(s): Umberto Tozzi; Giancarlo Bigazzi; Raf Riefoli
    Performer(s): Umberto Tozzi
    and multiple other artists



    In questa notte di venerdì
    perché non dormi
    perché sei qui
    perché non parti
    per un week-end
    che ti riporti dentro di te

    Cosa ti manca cosa non hai
    cos'e' che insegui se non lo sai
    se la tua corsa finisse qui
    forse sarebbe meglio così

    Ma se afferri un'idea
    che ti apre la via
    e la tieni con te
    o ne segui la scia
    risalendo vedrai
    quanti cadono giù
    e per loro tu puoi
    dare di più

    In questa barca persa nel blu
    noi siamo solo dei marinai
    tutti sommersi non solo tu
    nelle bufere dei nostri guai

    Perché la guerra,la carestia
    non sono scene viste in TV
    e non puoi dire lascia che sia
    perché ne avresti un po'
    colpa anche tu

    Si può dare di più
    perché e' dentro di noi
    si può osare di più
    senza essere eroi
    come fare non so
    non lo sai neanche tu
    ma di certo si può
    dare di più

    Perché il tempo
    va sulle nostre vite
    rubando i minuti di un'eternità'
    E se parlo con te
    e ti chiedo di più
    e' perché te sono io
    e non solo tu

    Si può dare di più
    perché e' dentro di noi
    si può osare di più
    senza essere eroi
    come fare non so
    non lo sai neanche tu
    ma di certo si può
    dare di più

    come fare non so
    non lo sai neanche tu
    ma di certo si può
    dare di più



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    Pains Of Life
    Composer(s): Ziggy Marley
    Performer(s): Ziggy Marley



    This song is for all the children
    this song is for all the children
    Jah said if you ain't like a child
    you can't enter mount Zion
    Jah said if you ain't like a child
    you can't enter mount Zion
    mount Zion, mount Zion, mount Zion
    Mama want you to be what she wants you to be
    you got to be what you got to be
    yes everyone suffers from the pains of life
    and everyone suffers from the pains of life
    pains of life, pains of life, the pains of life

    Everyone suffers from the pains of life
    everyone suffers from the pains of life
    pains of life, pains of life, the pains of life
    This song is for all the children
    this song is for all the children
    Jah said if you ain't like a child
    you can't enter mount Zion
    Jah said if you ain't like a child
    you can't enter mount Zion
    oh mount Zion, mount Zion, mount Zion



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    09-06-1987
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.That Chick's Too Young To Fry
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    That Chick's Too Young To Fry
    Composer(s): Tommy Edwards; Jimmy Hilliard
    Performer(s): Louis Jordan & His Tympany Band
    and multiple other artists



    Say boy, don’t you harm that bird
    Don’t you dare to try
    Start releasing that chicken
    Or you’ll get a lickin'
    That chick’s too young to fry

    Hey boy, better take my word
    Here’s the reason why
    Gotta feed her steady
    till she gets ready
    That chick’s too young to fry

    Take her back in the barnyard
    Then let her go, just turn her loose
    Way out there in the barnyard
    Where she’ll grow up for better use

    Hey boy, there will come a time
    Some day by and by
    She’ll be ready for fryin'
    So stop your cryin'
    That chick’s too young to fry

    Take her back in the barnyard
    Let her go, just turn her loose
    Way out there in the barnyard
    Where she’ll grow up for better use

    Hey boy, there will come a time
    Some day by and by
    She’ll be ready for fryin'
    So stop your cryin'
    That chick’s too young to fry

    Get away, stay away, come back another day
    That chick’s too young to fry



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    Pain In My Heart
    Composer(s): Naomi Neville
    Performer(s): Otis Redding



    Pain in my heart
    Is treating me cold
    Where can my baby be
    Lord no one knows

    Pain in my heart
    Just won't let me sleep
    Where can my baby be
    Lord where can she be

    And now the days
    Has begin to get tough
    I say I want you to come back, come back
    Come back baby
    I had enough
    Ohh

    A little pain in my heart
    Just won't let me be
    Wake up restless nights
    Lord and I can't even sleep

    Mmm, mmm yeah
    Stop this little pain in my heart

    And now the days
    Has begin to get rough
    I say I want you to love me, love me
    Love me baby till I get enough

    Ohh

    Pain in my heart
    Little pain in my heart
    Stop this little pain in my heart
    Stop this little pain in my heart

    Someone stop this pain
    Someone stop this pain

    Ohh



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    08-06-1987
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    Si On L'faisait Faire
    Performer(s): André Bourvil & Pierrette Bruno



    Elle:
    Avoir à la maison un homme, je croyais cela merveilleux
    C'est fou le travail que tu me donnes
    Tu es si mou si paresseux

    Lui:
    Je crois chérie que tu exagères

    Elle:
    On va bien voir mon petit coeur, répare donc la vieille étagère
    Toi qui te dit si bricoleur!

    Lui:
    Si on l'faisait faire, ça serai bien mieux fait pardi
    Si on l'faisait faire, moi j'aurai bien moins de soucis

    Elle:
    Au lieu de traîner, au lieu de fumer, prends donc la caisse à outils

    Lui:
    Voyons comprends-moi, pour ce bouleau là je mi connais pas
    Et puis quand je rentre de l'usine, je t'assure j'suis fatigué

    Elle:
    Moi je fais la cuisine

    Lui:
    De ce pas je vais me coucher
    On verra demain si tout va bien, si je suis entrain
    J'appellerai Roger, notre voisin de palier, il est Menuisier

    Elle:
    C'est chaque fois la même histoire, l'étagère je l'arrangerai
    Comme j'ai du réparer l'armoire, la pendule, les chaises, ton briquet

    Lui:
    Je crois chérie que tu exagères!

    Elle:
    Non souviens-toi joli minet
    En attendant pour te distraire, il y a une fuite au robinet

    Lui:
    Si on le faisait faire, ça serai bien mieux fait, pardi
    Si on le faisait faire, on usera moins d'eau chérie

    Elle:
    Tu es infernal, plies-moi ce journal et prends donc la caisse à outils

    Lui:
    Voyons comprends-moi pour ce bouleau là, je m'y connais pas
    Et puis quand je rentre de l'usine, je t'assure j'suis fatigué

    Elle:
    Moi j'fais la cuisine

    Lui:
    Oui mais moi je suis grippé, on verra demain si tout va bien, si je suis entrain
    J'appellerai Roger notre voisin d'palier, son oncle est Plombier
    Pendant que tu termines la vaisselle, je regarde la télévision
    S'il y a des choses drôles je t'appelle, dis que je ne t'aime pas non de non

    Elle:
    Je crois chéri que tu exagères

    Lui:
    Dépêches-toi et viens te coucher, j'ai des idées si printanières ce soir
    Je veux, je veux t'aimer

    Elle:
    Si on l'faisait faire, tu n'aurais pas ces soucis
    Si on l'faisait, ça serai bien mieux fait, pardi

    Lui:
    Au lieu de bavarder, viens vite t'allonger

    Elle:
    Range donc ta caisse à outils

    Lui:
    Voyons mon petit chat, pour ce boulot là

    Elle:
    Taratata ta ta, et puis tu as mauvaise mine, je te trouve très fatigué

    Lui:
    Voyons tu me taquines

    Elle:
    Non ce soir je suis désolé, et puis si demain tu n'es pas très bien, si tu manques d'entrain
    J'appellerai Roger ton voisin d'palier, il s' fera pas prier

    Lui:
    Hé ben alors si j'avais su...



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    Pahjamah
    Composer(s): Frank H. Warren; S.R. Henry; D. Onivas



    In a sweetly perfumed spot
    where only desert moonbeams creep
    Pahjamah's heart is waking
    is waking from its sleep
    with the beat of tom-tom-tom-tom-tom
    across the burning sand so softly played
    She hears her lover's tinkling
    his tinkling serenade

    In her dreams Pahjamah hurries to her love at break of day
    Together they are riding, they're riding far away
    In the cool of evening while the camels rest within a welcome jungle glade
    She listens to his tinkling, his tinkling serenade

    Come, come to my balmy bungalow
    Come with me, Pahjamah, to the jungle oh
    Love's oasis, a quiet resting place is
    my camels wait within the palace gate
    Out there, where desert breezes sigh for you
    A thousand slaves will gladly live and die for you
    Come, Pahjamah! my pretty, pink Pahjamah!
    Arise, arise, the sun is in the skies!



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