Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Amami Se Vuoi Composer(s): Vittorio Mascheroni; Marissa Panzeri First performance by: Tonina Torrielli - 1956
Mi piace tanto accarezzarti Sugli occhi timidi baciarti ma non mi sento di giurarti se tu mi chiedi, eterno amor Abbandoniamoci al destino soltanto lui non sa ingannar... e se rimango a te vicino non lusingarti, ma non disperar... no...
Amami se vuoi tienimi se puoi io sono l'amor che svanisce ma dei baci miei non fidarti mai io son l'amor che ferisce... e quando fra le braccia mi stringi dolcemente ancor più dolcemente ti dirò... Amami se vuoi tienimi se puoi perché io son così
Paper Roses Composer(s): Fred Spielman; Janice Torre Performer(s): Anita Bryant
I realize the way your eyes deceived me With tender looks that I mistook for love So take away the flowers that you gave me And send the kind that you remind me of Paper roses paper roses Oh how real those roses seem to be But they're only imitation Like your imitation love for me I thought that you would be a perfect lover You seemed so full of sweetness at the start But like a big red rose that's made of paper There isn't any sweetness in your heart Paper roses paper roses Oh how real those roses seem to be But they're only imitation Like your imitation love for me Like your imitation love for me
Si Un Amor Se Va Composer(s): Rafael de León; Antonio Areta; Alfonso Sainz Performer(s): Raphael
Si un amor se va, pienso y con razón Que otro llamará a mi corazón Yo me suelo sonreír de los que hablan de sufrir Pues ni frío ni calor a mis años da el amor El querer es poder ser libre siempre como el viento Cambiar de parecer Pues a la vida es mejor cambiar a tiempo de amor Cuando yo te vi te desengañé Y te dije así: yo querer no sé El amor a nuestra edad necesita libertad Que cariño es ilusión pero nunca una prisión El querer es poder ser libre siempre como el viento Cambiar de parecer Pues a la vida es mejor cambiar a tiempo de amor Si un amor se va, otro llegará Déjalo marchar Pues a la vida es mejor cambiar a tiempo de amor
Paper Maché Composer(s): Burt Bacharach; Hal David Performer(s): Dionne Warwick; Ronnie Aldrich
Twenty houses in a row Eighty people watch a TV show Paper people, carboard dreams
How unreal the whole thing seems
Chorus: Can we be living in a world made of paper maché? Everything is clean and so neat Anything thats wrong can be just swept away Spray it with cologne and the whole world smells sweet
Ice cream cones and candy bars Swings and things like bicycles and cars Theres a sale on happiness You buy two, and it costs less
(Chorus)
Read the papers, keep aware While youre lounging in your leather chair And, if things dont look so good Shake your head, and knock on wood
Paper Doll Composer(s): Johnny S. Black Performer(s): The Mills Brothers
I'm gonna buy a Paper Doll that I can call my own A doll that other fellows cannot steal And then the flirty, flirty guys with their flirty, flirty eyes Will have to flirt with dollies that are real
When I come home at night she will be waiting She'll be the truest doll in all this world I'd rather have a Paper Doll to call my own Than have a fickle-minded real live girl
I guess I had a million dolls or more I guess I've played the doll game o'er and o'er I just quarrelled with Sue, that's why I'm blue She's gone away and left me just like all dolls do
I'll tell you boys, it's tough to be alone And it's tough to love a doll that's not your own I'm through with all of them I'll never ball again Say boy, whatcha gonna do?
I'm gonna buy a Paper Doll that I can call my own A doll that other fellows cannot steal And then the flirty, flirty guys with their flirty, flirty eyes Will have to flirt with dollies that are real
When I come home at night she will be waiting She'll be the truest doll in all this world I'd rather have a Paper Doll to call my own Than have a fickle-minded real live girl
Paper Cup Composer(s): Jimmy Webb Performer(s): The 5th Dimension; and various other artists
Here inside my paper cup Everything is looking up On one comes in, no one goes out Nothin' to get hung up about I'm free and it's so easy to get by 'Cause I don't try
In my paper cup I have installed a shower stall Across the hall Running water and a den It's looking just like home again I'm free and I've installed refrigerated air You'd have to look inside Before you'd know that I was there And everybody says I'm quite insane And someday I'll be going down the drain I know they're right But I feel no pain
Here inside my paper cup Everything is looking up On one goes out, no one comes in It's lookin just like home again I'm free and it's so easy to get The things I've always wanted 'Cause I don't really want 'em anymore Living ain't so bad without a rudder Life is kind a groovy in the gutter If you know how, and I do So if you'd like to come along We'll sing a little paper song About a lonely paper plate Who couldn't find a paper mate I'm free, yes, I'm free And my life is looking up From inside my paper cup And I'm always looking up From inside my paper cup
Il Est Là First performance by: Dany Dauberson - 1956
Je ne peux changer ma vie Il est là Aussitôt que je le fuis Il est là J'ai beau faire, j'ai beau dire Je ne vois que son sourire Qui toujours semble me dire Je suis là, je suis là Accroché dans tous mes rêves Il est là Et me poursuivant sans trêve Il est là Il a le pouvoir du diable Qui règne sur ses semblables Mais quel pouvoir formidable Il est là, il est là J'ai tout tenté pour l'oublier J'ai traversé le monde entier Mais aucun homme ne m'a donné Une telle part d'éternité Je ne peux changer ma vie Il est là Aussitôt que je le fuis Il est là Il est extraordinaire Et puis comme il sait vous plaire Non il n'y a rien à faire Il est là, il est là Partout ses yeux, partout ses lèvres Je sens en moi comme une fièvre Tout mon être est anéanti Et tout le temps je me redis Je ne peux changer ma vie Il est là Aussitôt que je le fuis Il est là J'ai beau faire, j'ai beau dire Je ne vois que son sourire Qui toujours semble me dire Je suis là, je suis là. Quand je marche dans la rue Il est là Au milieu de la cohue Je le vois Il a sur moi une emprise Qui me fait peur et me grise Et ma volonté se brise Il est là, il est là Oh j'ai vraiment tout essayé Sans jamais pouvoir me passer Ni de son corps ni d'ses baisers C'est impossible de n'pas l'aimer Je ne peux changer ma vie Il est là Aussitôt que je le fuis Il est là Et jusqu'à ma dernière heure Jusqu'à mon dernier quart d'heure Une seule chose demeure Je le verrai là devant moi À tout jamais il sera là Il est là, il est là, il est là Il Est Là
Paper Boy Composer(s): Roy Orbison Performer(s): Little Richard & Roy Orbison; Peanuts Wilson
I walk down to the blue side of town Where there's no happiness, no joy Down at the end of a long dark street I saw a little paper boy
Paper boy; paperboy I've got bad news for you Paperboy, paperboy Me and my baby are through
She was my love my one and only I feel so bad I'm oh so lonely I'm looking for my love
I've got my own headlines for today they've been the same since she went away "One dark-haired angel disappears Seems like She's been gone a million years"
Paperboy, paper boy so long goodbye Paper boy, paper boy Thanks for listening while I cry
I feel a little better now that someone knows But I will go on looking forever, I suppose I'm looking for my love
Extra, extra read all about it My baby's gone and I wanna shout it I'm looking for my love (4x)
Si Tu Voulais M'aimer Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Ce serait merveilleux De voir briller tes yeux D'une lueur presqu'irréelle Chaque jour serait une lune de miel Si tu voulais m'aimer Si tu voulais m'aimer Si tu voulais m'aimer
Si j'avais en retour La même somme d'amour La vie serait sensationnelle Tout auréolée d'un arc-en-ciel Si tu voulais m'aimer Si tu voulais m'aimer Si tu voulais m'aimer
Nous aurions j'en suis sûr Le temps de rêver Et aucune aventure Ne briserait Cet accord parfait
Et quand nous serions vieux Nous aurions tous les deux Une petite place au ciel Au paradis des amants éternels Si tu voulais m'aimer Si tu voulais m'aimer Si tu voulais m'aimer
Paper Blood Composer(s): Keith Emerson; Greg Lake; Carl Palmer Performer(s): Emerson, Lake & Palmer
Livin' on a razor's edge Sharper than a knife Surrender to the power of wedge Keep running for your life You don't need no periscope You won't need second sight It'll come at you so fast my friend It's thank you and goodnight
Chorus Caught in the river You can't stop the flood That's the power of money, paper blood
Ambition flies on silver wings Searching for a crown King of kings, they pull the strings Until they run you down No matter what you've undergone The measure of success Is how much you can charge it on American Express
Chorus
You don't need to drive a car And you don't need a house And you don't need a guiding star When living like a mouse In the presidenttial suite They'd rather see you burn Ducking and diving just to make ends meet To the point of no return
So Geht Das Jede Nacht First performance by: Freddy Quinn - 1956
Am Sonntag mit Jimmy, am Montag mit Jack Am Dienstag, da gehst du mit Johnny weg So geht das jede Nacht (So geht das jede Nacht) So geht das jede Nacht (So geht das jede Nacht) Das hätt' ich nie, nie, nie von dir gedacht
Ich schenk' dir Blumen und fahr' dich ins Büro Führ' deine Mutter jeden Sonntag in den Zoo Doch dich bringt am Mittwoch der Billy nach Haus' Am Donnerstag gehst du mit Tommy aus So geht das jede Nacht (So geht das jede Nacht) So geht das jede Nacht (So geht das jede Nacht) Das hätt' ich nie, nie, nie von dir gedacht
Ich hab' dich damals als Baby schon geliebt Jetzt hab' ich Boogie und den Cha Cha Cha geübt Doch du tanzt am Freitag, am Freitag mit Ben Samstag mit einem, den ich nicht mal kenn' So geht das jede Nacht (So geht das jede Nacht) So geht das jede Nacht (So geht das jede Nacht) Das hätt' ich nie, nie, nie von dir gedacht
Doch wenn du gedacht hast, ich sitze zu Haus' Ich geh' jeden Tag mit 'ner and'ren aus So geht das jede Nacht (So geht das jede Nacht) So geht das jede Nacht (So geht das jede Nacht) Das hätt'st du nie, nie, nie von mir gedacht
Papa's Got A Brand New Bag Composer(s): James Brown Performer(s): James Brown
Come here sister.....Papa's in the swing He ain't too hip...about that new breed thing He ain't no drag Papa's got a brand new bag
Come here mama....and dig this crazy scene He's not too fancy....but his mind is might clean He ain't no drag Papa's got a brand new bag
He's doing the Jerk.... He's doing the Fly Don't play him cheap 'cause you know he ain't shy He's doing the Monkey, the Mashed Potatoes, Jump back Jack See you later alligator
Come here sister Papa's in the swing He ain't too hip now but I can dig that new breed babe He ain't no drag He's got a brand new bag
Oh papa! He's doing the Jerk Papa...he's doing the Jerk He's doing the twist ... just like this He's doing the Fly ev'ry day and ev'ry night The thing's....like the Boomerang Hey....come on Hey! Hey.....come on Hey! Hey....he's pu tight...out of sight... Come on Hey! Hey!
Si tu viens au monde dans quelques années Sauras-tu répondre aux questions qu'on t'aura laissées Si tu viens sur Terre dans cent ans d'ici Sauras-tu refaire ce que nous avons démoli
Et voir le soleil à travers la fumée Sur le béton voir de l'herbe pousser Et marcher dans la foule sans jamais t'arrêter Jusqu'à ce que tu trouves, la main tendue, de l'amitié
Si tu viens sur Terre dans cent ans d'ici Sauras-tu refaire ce que nous avons démoli
Le pain et le vin et l'eau pure et l'eau bleue Et les grands chemins où tu vas où tu veux Avoir peur pour toi-même de tout ce qui t'attend Mais qu'une femme t'aime et malgré tout faire un enfant
Si tu viens au monde dans quelques années Sauras-tu répondre aux questions qu'on t'aura laissées Si tu viens sur Terre dans cent ans d'ici Sauras-tu refaire ce que nous avons démoli
Si tu viens au monde dans quelques années Sauras-tu répondre aux questions qu'on t'aura laissées
Papa-Oom-Mow-Mow ((aka The Bird's the Word (by The Rivingtons) - 1963; Surfin' Bird (by The Trashmen) - 1963))
((Italian Version: Papà E Mammà (by Equipe 84) - 1964))
Composer(s): Al Frazier - Turner Wilson - Carl White - John "Sonny" Harris
First release by: The Rivingtons - 1962
Covered by multiple other artists
The last time we were up here We did a song by another group of guys We like very much A real friendly group of guys Called the Rivingtons Their song is called "Papa-Oom-Mow-Mow"
A papa-oom-mow-mow A papa-oom-mow-mow A papa-oom-mow-mow A papa-oom-mow-mow
Funniest sound I ever heard (A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow) But I can't understand a single word (A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow) Well if he's serious or if he's playin' Woo my my it's all he's sayin
Papa-papa-hoooo (A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow) Papa-papa-papa-hoooo (A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow) Doot doot doot (A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow) Doot doot doot (A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow)
Well say there pop, say what's your name? (A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow) Well don't you come around and show your face (A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow) But hearing the sound I can't figure it out Oo-wee this sound makes me stop and shout
Papa-papa-hoooo (A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow) Papa-papa-papa-hoooo (A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow) Doot doot doot (A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow) Doot doot doot (A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow)
Doot doot doot Doot doot doot Doot doot doot A papa-papa-papa-papa-oom-mow-mow (A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow) Doot doot doot (A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow) Doot doot doot (A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow) Doot doot doot (A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow) Doot doot doot
Well I hear this sound everywhere I go (A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow) From the record, TV, or the radio (A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow) But now it's spreadin' all through the land I still can't seem to understand
Papa-papa-hoooo (A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow) Papa-papa-papa-hoooo (A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow) Papa-papa-hoooo Doot doot doot (A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow) Papa-papa-papa-hoooo Doot doot doot (A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow) Papa-papa-hoooo Doot doot doot (A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow) Papa-papa-papa-hoooo Doot doot doot (A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow)
Le Plus Beau Jour De Ma Vie (English Version: The Most Beautiful Day Of My Life) First performance by: Mony Marc - 1956
Les cloches sonnent, tout carillonne Le plus beau jour de ma vie Aujourd'hui je me marie Ding dong, ding dong
Si maman pleure, c'est bientôt l'heure Et papa m'offre le bras Nous partons à petits pas Ding dong, ding dong
Les tous petits enfants me suivent gravement Portant ma robe sous mon voile blanc Voici mon prince charmant, il sourit tendrement Ja m'avance vers lui le coeur battant
Minute brêve comme en un rêve Nos deux êtres pleins d'amour Vont être unis pour toujours Ding dong, ding dong
Quel instant mouvant Je suis toute étourdie Puis ta main sur ma main Simplement j'ai dit oui Orgue en sourdine, tout s'illumine Le porteil est large ouvert Nous sortons sous le ciel clair Ding dong, ding dong
Un doux bonheur m'étreint Tandis que sur ma main Tes yeux caressent mon anneau d'or fin L'espace d'un instant, je refais le serment De vivre pour t'aimer fidèlement
Les cloches sonnent, tout carillonne Pour que jamais je n'oublie Le plus beau jour de ma vie Ding dong, ding dong
Papa, Won't You Dance With Me? From the Broadway musical "High Button Shoes" (1947) Composer(s): Jule Styne; Sammy Cahn Performer(s): Doris Day; and various other artists
Papa won't you dance with me Oh dance with me, please dance with me Papa take a chance with me And dance with me tonight
And when you whirl me Round and round we'll go Right off the ground we'll go Around and round we'll go We'll hear those trombones slidin' high We'll both be glidin' high Up in the sky, I love the polka
Papa won't you dance with me Oh dance with me, please dance with me When you hold me, hold me tight Oh papa won't you dance with me tonight
Papa won't you dance with me Oh dance with me, please dance with me Papa take a chance with me And dance with me tonight
And when you whirl me Round and round we'll go Right off the ground we'll go Around and round we'll go We'll hear those trombones slidin' high We'll both be glidin' high Up in the sky, I love the polka
Papa won't you dance with me Oh dance with me, please dance with me When you hold me, hold me tight Oh papa won't you dance with me Papa won't you dance with me I said dance with me tonight
Si Tu T'imagines Composer(s): Joseph Kosma; Raymond Queneau Performer(s): Juliette Gréco
Si tu t'imagines si tu t'imagines fillette fillette si tu t'imagines xa va xa va xa va durer toujours la saison des za saison des za saison des amours ce que tu te goures fillette fillette ce que tu te goures si tu crois petite tu crois ah ah que ton teint de rose ta taille de guêpe tes mignons biceps tes ongles d'émail ta cuisse de nymphe et ton pied léger si tu crois petite xa va xa va xa va durer toujours ce que tu te goures fillette fillette ce que tu te goures les beaux jours s'en vont les beaux jours de fête soleils et planètes tournent tous en rond mais toi ma petite tu marches tout droit vers sque tu vois pas très sournois s'approchent la ride véloce la pesante graisse le menton triplé le muscle avachi allons cueille cueille les roses les roses roses de la vie et que leurs pétales soient la mer étale de tous les bonheurs allons cueille cueille si tu le fais pas ce que tu te goures fillette fillette ce que tu te goures
Papa Was A Rollin' Stone Composer(s): Norman Whitfield; Barrett Strong Performer(s): The Temptations
It was the third of September That day I`ll always remember, yes I will `Cause that was the day that my daddy died
Never had a chance to see him, no Never heard nothin` but bad things about him Mama, I`m depending on you to tell me the truth Mama just hung her head and said
Chorus "Papa was a rollin` stone Wherever he laid his hat was his home And when he died All he left us was alone" (repeat)
Hey, Mama, is it true what they say That Papa never worked a day in his life Some bad talk going around sayin` Papa had there outside children And another wife That ain`t right
Heard some talk about Papa and his storefront Preachin` Talkin` about saving souls and all the time Leaching And dealing in dirt Stealin` in the name of the Lord
But Mama she just said
Chorus
Say, I heard my papa was a jack of all trades Is that what sent Papa to an early grave? Folks say Papa would beg, borrow or steal just To pay his bills. Hey, Mama, folks say Papa was never much on thinkin` Spent most of his time chansin` women and drinkin` But Mother, I`m depending on you to tell me the Truth
