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  • 25-04-1989
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    Sniper
    Composer(s): Harry Chapin
    Performer(s): Harry Chapin



    It is an early Monday morning
    The sun is becoming bright on the land
    No one is watching as he comes a walking
    Two bulky suitcases hang from his hands

    He heads towards the tower that stands in the campus
    He goes through the door, he starts up the stairs
    The sound of his footsteps, the sound of his breathing
    The sound of the silence when no one was there

    I didn't really know him
    He was kind of strange
    Always sort of sat there
    He never seemed to change

    He reached the catwalk
    He put done his burden
    The four sided clock began to chime
    Seven AM, the day is beginning
    So much to do and so little time

    He looks at the city where no one had known him
    He looks at the sky where no one looks down
    He looks at his life and what it has shown him
    He looks for his shadow it cannot be found

    He was such a moody child, very hard to touch
    Even as a baby he never smiled too much
    No no
    No no

    You bug me, she said
    Your ugly, she said
    Please hug me, I said
    But she just sat there
    With the same flat stare
    That she saves for me alone
    When I'm home
    When I'm home
    Take me home

    He laid out the rifles, he loaded the shotgun
    He stacked up the cartridges along the wall
    He knew he would need them for his conversation
    If it went as it he planned, then he might use them all

    He said Listen you people I've got a question
    You won't pay attention but I'll ask anyhow
    I found a way that will get me an answer
    Been waiting to ask you 'till now
    Right now!

    Am I?
    I am a lover whose never been kissed
    Am I?
    I am a fighter whose not made a fist
    Am I?
    If I'm alive then there's so much I've missed
    How do I know I exist?
    Are you listening to me?
    Are you listening to me?
    Am I?

    The first words he spoke took the town by surprise
    One got Mrs. Gibbons above her right eye
    It blew her through the window wedged her against the door
    Reality poured from her face, staining the floor

    He was kind of creepy
    Sort of a dunce
    I met him at the corner bar
    I only dated the poor boy once
    That's all
    Just once, that was all

    Bill Whedon was questioned as stepped from his car
    Tom Scott ran across the street but he never got that far
    The police were there in minutes, they set up baricades
    He spoke right on over them in a half-mile circle
    In a dumb struck city his pointed questions were sprayed

    He knocked over Danny Tyson as he ran towards the noise
    Just about then the answers started comming. Sweet, sweet joy
    Thudding in the clock face, whining off the walls
    Reaching up to where he sat there, answering calls

    Thirty-seven people got his message so far
    Yes, he was reaching them right were they are

    They set up an assault team
    They asked for volunteers
    They had to go and get him, that much was clear
    And the word spread about him on the radios and TV's
    In appropriately sober tone they asked "Who can it be?"

    He was a very dull boy, very taciturn
    Not much of a joiner, he did not want to learn
    No no
    No no

    They're coming to get me, they don't want to let me
    Stay in the bright light too long
    It's getting on noon now, it's goin' to be soon now
    But oh, what a wonderful sound!

    Mama, won't you nurse me?
    Rain me down the sweet milk of your kindness
    Mama, it's getting worse for me
    Won't you please make me warm and mindless?

    Mama, yes you have cursed me
    I never will forgive you for your blindness
    I hate you!

    The wires are all humming for me
    And I can hear them coming for me
    Soon they'll be here, but there's nothing to fear
    Not any more though they've blasted the door

    As the copter dropped the gas he shouted "Who cares?"
    They could hear him laughing as they started up the stairs
    As they stormed out on the catwalk, blinking at the sun
    With their final fusillade his answer had come

    Am I?
    There is no way that you can hide me
    Am I?
    Though you have put your fire inside me
    Am I?
    You've given me my answer can't you see?
    I was!
    I am!
    and now I Will Be
    I Will Be!!!



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Pony Time
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    Pony Time
    Composer(s): John Berry; Don Covay
    Performer(s): Chubby Checker;
    and various other artists



    It's pony time
    Boogety, boogety, boogety shoo

    Hey now let's party with the union hall
    It's pony time when ya hear this call
    So get with it
    Don't quit it
    Get up

    Do the pony with your partner
    With a big boss line
    Well anyway ya do it
    You're gonna look real fine
    So get with it
    Don't quit it
    Get up

    Now ya turn to the left when I say gee
    You turn to the right when I say haw
    Now gee, ya ya baby
    Now haw, ya oh baby, oh baby, pretty baby
    Do it baby, oh baby, oh baby
    Boogety, boogety, boogety, boogety shoo

    Gonna see little Suzie, who lives next door
    She's doin' the pony, she's takin' the floor
    Eeea ah, so get with it, don't quit it, come on
    Boogety, boogety, boogety, boogety shoo

    Do the pony with your partner
    Oh in a big boss line
    But anyway you do it
    You're gonna look just fine
    So get with it
    Don't quit it
    Come on
    Eeeaaah

    Now you turn to the left when I say gee
    You turn to the right when I say haw
    Now gee, ya ya little baby
    Now haw, ya oh baby, oh baby, pretty baby
    Do it baby, oh baby, oh baby
    Boogety, boogety, boogety, boogety shoo



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    24-04-1989
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.A Night Like This (Caro Emerald)
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    A Night Like This
    Performer(s): Caro Emerald



    From where you are
    you see the smoke start to arise
    where they play cards
    And you walk over softly moving passed the guards
    The stakes are getting higher
    You can feel it in your heart
    He calls you bluff
    He is the ace you never thought he played that much
    And now it's more than all this cards you want to touch
    You never know if winning this could really be enough
    Take a look, beyond the moon you see the stars
    And when you look around, you know the room by heart
    I have never dreamed it
    Have you ever dreamed a night like this?
    I cannot believe it
    I may never see a night like this
    When everything you think is incomplete
    Starts happening when you are cheek to cheek
    Could you ever dream it?
    I have never dreamed, dreamed a night like this
    How many times
    have I been waiting by the door to hear these chimes?
    To hear that some one debonaire has just a arrived
    And opened up to see my world before my eyes
    That silhouette creates an image on the night I can't forget
    It has the scent of something special, I can't rest
    If I resist temptation, oh I know for sure that I will lose the bet
    I walk away and suddenly it seems I'm not alone
    In front of me he stands -- I stop, before he goes
    I have never dreamed it
    Have you ever dreamed a night like this?
    I cannot believe it
    I may never see a night like this
    When everything you think is incomplete
    Starts happening when you are cheek to cheek
    Could you ever dream it?
    I have never dreamed, dreamed a night like this
    I have never dreamed it
    Have you ever dreamed a night like this?
    I cannot believe it
    I may never see a night like this
    When everything you think is incomplete
    Starts happening when you are cheek to cheek
    Could you ever dream it?
    I have never dreamed, dreamed a night like this



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Pony Boy
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    Pony Boy
    Composer(s): Dickey Betts
    Performer(s): The Allman Brothers Band



    Don't worry for me
    Well I'm all right
    Lord knows I'm having
    A natural good time
    Pocket full of money
    Gonna boogie all night
    There ain't nobody tell me that's crime

    Chorus:
    When morning comes and it's time to go
    Pony boy carry me home
    Pony boy carry me home

    All right mama
    Let me see you do that thing now

    Band is jumping and so am I
    I'm just groovin', can't stop movin'
    My ole man's got that ole eagle eye
    But he is just waitin', we're celebratin'

    Chorus

    I feel a change coming on
    Come on, mama!
    Here it comes now
    Papa's with you now

    Look out the door
    There beside that tree
    Well, that's my pony, looking after me
    Front feet doing the shuffle
    Back feet, too
    Blow them good old Georgia blues

    Chorus



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    23-04-1989
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    Sneaky Snake
    Composer(s): Tom T. Hall
    Performer(s): Tom T. Hall



    Boys and girls take warning, if you go near the lake
    Keep your eyes wide open, and look for sneaky snake
    Now maybe you wont see him, maybe you wont hear
    But he'll sneak up behind you, and drink all your root beer

    And then sneaky snake goes dancin', wigglin' and a-hissin'
    Sneaky snake goes dancin', gigglin' and a-kissin'
    I dont like old sneaky snake; he laughs too much you see
    When he goes wigglin' through the grass, it tickles his underneath

    Well, sneaky snake drinks root beer, and he just makes me sick
    When he is not dancin', he looks just like a stick
    Now, he doesn't have any arms or legs, you cannot see his ears
    And while we are not lookin', he's stealin' all of our beer

    And then sneaky snake goes dancin', wigglin' and a-hissin'
    Sneaky snake goes dancin', gigglin' and a-kissin'
    I don't like old sneaky snake; he laughs too much you see
    When he goes wigglin' through the grass, it tickles his underneath



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Ponta Do Lápis
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    Ponta Do Lápis
    Composer(s): Clodoaldo; Rodger Rogério
    Performer(s): Ney Matogrosso & Raimundo Fagner



    Sei escrever o teu nome
    Na ponta fina do lápis
    Mais não vou repetir
    O que tu já sabes
    Teus olhos são labaredas
    Avermelhados e tristes
    Dentro do corpo cansado
    A paixão resiste
    Esta paixão violenta
    Que dilacera minh’alma
    Este medo anestesia
    E mata minha calma

    La luz de la liberdad
    En el nuevo mundo mi vida
    La esperança el amor
    Mi tierra querida...
    Terra a terra
    Chão a chão
    Retumbante coração



    Categorie:Latin Songs

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    22-04-1989
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    Lapponia
    Composer(s): Aarno Raninen; Monica Aspelund
    First performance by: Monica Aspelund - 1977



    Ma na na...
    Ma na na na ma na na...
    Ma na na na ma na...
    Ma na na na ni na na na...

    Lapponia - tämä on Lapponia
    Josta Pohjan kauniin neitosen kutsu kaikuu

    Tuo neito noita on
    Hän luo voimalla kohtalon
    Hän vailla on seuraa ja lohduttamaton
    Ja siksi loihtii hän noituen
    Hän luo voimalla loitsujen
    Hän tavalla Seidan näin miehen kutsua saa

    Hei... ma na na...
    Ma na na na ma na na...
    Ma na na na ma na...
    Ma na na na ni na na na...

    Lapponia - tämä on Lapponia
    Josta Pohjan kauniin neitosen kutsu kaikuu

    Mies lähti Pohjolaan
    Tie käy kuunnellen vaistoaan
    Mies rakastuu noitaan
    Hän on ihminen maan
    Ja siksi on neidon mentävä
    Hän on noidista lentävä
    Käy tulella taivaan ja loitsut kaikuen soi

    Hei... ma na na...
    Ma na na na ma na na...
    Ma na na na ma na...
    Ma na na na ni na na na...

    Lapponia - tämä on Lapponia
    Josta Pohjan kauniin neitosen kutsu kaikuu
    Noin noidan joiku kutsuen soi:
    Ma na na na...

    (Lapponia, Lapponia, Lapponia, Lapponia)

    ( Ma na na...
    (Ma na na na ma na na...)
    (Ma na na na ma na...)
    (Ma na na na ni na na na...)

    Lapponia - tämä on Lapponia
    Josta Pohjan kauniin neitosen kutsu kaikuu

    Lapponia - tämä on Lapponia
    Josta Pohjan kauniin neitosen kutsu kaikuu
    (Ma na na...)
    (Ma na na na ma na na...)
    (Ma na na na ma...)



    Categorie:Scand. Songs

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    Ponta De Lança Africano (Umbabarauma)
    Composer(s): Jorge Ben
    Performer(s): Jorge Ben



    Umbabarauma, homem gol
    Umbabarauma, homem gol
    Umbabarauma, homem gol
    Umbabarauma, homem gol

    Joga bola, joga bola, jogador
    Joga bola, joga bola, corócondô
    Pula, cai, levanta, mete, gol, falta, cabeceia, chuta e agradece
    Olha que a cidade toda ficou vazia nessa tarde de domingo só para lhe ver jogar

    Umbabarauma, homem gol
    Umbabarauma, homem gol
    Umbabarauma, homem gol
    Umbabarauma, homem gol

    Joga bola, joga bola, jogador
    Joga bola, joga bola, corócondô.

    Rererere, jogador
    Rererere, corócondô
    Rererere, jogador
    Rererere, corócondô

    Tererê, Tererê, Tererê, Tererê, Tererê, Homem Gol
    Tererê, Tererê, Tererê, Tererê, Tererê, Homem Gol

    Umbabarauma quero ver você jogar
    Umbabarauma quero ver você marcar
    Umbabarauma quero ver você jogar
    Umbabarauma quero ver você marcar

    A galera quer sorrir, a galera que cantar
    A galera tá feliz, ela quer comemorar

    Umbabarauma
    Umbabarauma
    Umbabarauma quero ver você jogar
    Umbabarauma quero ver você marcar
    Umbabarauma quero ver você jogar
    Umbabarauma quero ver você marcar

    Arerê, Arerê, Arerê Bapá
    Arerê, Arerê, Arerê Bapá
    Arerê, Arerê, Arerê Bapá
    Arerê, Arerê, Arerê Bapá

    Ponta de lança africano, quero ver a rede balançar
    A galera quer sorrir, a galera que cantar
    A galera tá feliz, ela quer comemorar

    Umbabarauma, homem gol
    Umbabarauma, homem gol
    Umbabarauma, homem gol
    Umbabarauma, homem gol
    (ensino mais)
    Umbabarauma, homem gol



    Categorie:Latin Songs

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    21-04-1989
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    Sneaky Feelings
    Composer(s): Elvis Costello
    Performer(s): Elvis Costello



    Now everybody's breakin' up somebody else's home
    before somebody else starts breaking up their own
    I get you in my dreams
    You should hear the things you say
    I's not that it's so much fun
    but it's safer that way
    Sneaky feeling, sneaky feelings
    you can't let those kind of feeling show
    I'd like to get right through the way I feel for you
    but I've still got a long way to go
    Why don't we call it a day, and we can both confess
    You can force me to use a little tenderness
    White lies, alibis, anything but say that it's true
    Now we could sit like lovers, staring in each other's eyes
    but the magic of the moment might become too much for you
    Sneaky feeling, sneaky feelings
    you can't let those kind of feeling show
    I'd like to get right through the way I feel for you



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Ponta De Areia
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    Ponta De Areia
    Composer(s): Fernando Brant; Milton Nascimento
    Performer(s): Milton Nascimento;
    and various other artists



    Ponta de areia, ponto final
    Da Bahia-Minas, estrada antural
    Que ligava Minas ao porto, ao mar
    Caminho de ferro mandaram arrancar
    Velho maquinista com seu boné
    Lembra o povo alegre que vinha cortejar
    Maria-fumaca não canta mais
    Pras mocas, flores, janelas e quintais
    Na praca vazia, um grito, um ai
    Casas equecidas, viúvas nos portais



    Categorie:Latin Songs

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    20-04-1989
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    A Fallen Star Composer(s): James Joiner Performer(s): Jimmy C. Newman and multiple other artists



    A star fell from heaven, right into my arms
    The brightest star I know I've ever seen
    Then I found out that it was only you with all your charms
    Who came into my life to fill a dream

    A fallen star (a fallen star) that's what you are
    The twinkle in your eye came from the sky
    You must have been from the Milky Way
    A fallen star that's what you are

    A fallen star (a fallen star) that's what you are
    The twinkle in your eye came from the sky
    You must have been from the Milky Way
    A fallen star that's what you are



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Pondré Flores En Tu Lecho
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    Pondré Flores En Tu Lecho
    Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute



    Pondré flores en tu lecho
    y una nube en tu almohada
    todo el tiempo que me queda
    aventura imaginaria
    junto al muro de tu carne
    y tu puerta más pagana

    Pondré un río transparente
    y la espuma que lo araña
    en tu vientre confundido
    para que no temas nada
    ni la estúpida estrategia
    que hay detrás de estas palabras

    Pondré soles en tus ojos
    con la luz de la mañana
    y el latido de mis labios
    cuando tiemble tu mirada
    a lo largo del trayecto
    que tus lágrimas señalan

    Pondré el aire que respiro
    encerrado en una jaula
    construida por tus brazos
    que son mi única morada
    y seré como ese polvo
    que has pisado y aún arrastras



    Categorie:Latin Songs

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    19-04-1989
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    Most Of The Time
    Composer(s): Jim Reeves
    Performer(s): Jim Reeves



    I just burned the picture that you gave me
    I burned all your love letters, too
    I know that won`t tear you from my mem`ry
    But tell me what else I can do

    I gave away the things that remind me
    I hardly ever mention your name
    Our friends never see you beside me
    But I know you`re there just the same

    Most of the time you`d think I`m happy
    Most of the time there`s someone new
    But most of the time I feel like cryin`
    And most of the time that`s what I do

    Most of the time you`d think I`m happy
    Most of the time there`s someone new
    But most of the time I feel like cryin`
    And most of the time that`s what I do



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Pomme Et Cie
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    Pomme Et Cie
    Composer(s): Salvatore Adamo
    Performer(s): Salvatore Adamo



    Pomme, elle s'appelait pomme
    Et je trouvai ça mignon
    Car, à part le trognon
    Car, à part les pépins

    Oh, oh, oh, Pomme
    Tout est bon dans la pomme
    Vitamines pour le cœur
    Ça se digère en douceur
    Et ça vous donne bon teint

    Oh, oh, oh, Pomme
    Avec ses petits chaussons
    Je lui doit bien une chanson
    Mais il y avait Prune

    Elle était jolie, Prune
    Délicieuse amoureuse
    Aux yeux poissons de lune
    Frileuse comme aucune

    Car la petite Prune
    Était une vraie brune
    Brune à longueur d'année
    Brune de la tête aux pieds
    En passant par ses dunes

    Mais la petite Prune
    Avait une copine
    Du nom de Clémentine
    Et Clémentine

    Clémentine je vous dis pas
    Un amour de rouquine
    C'était comme si le soleil
    Se promenait à mon bras

    Oh, Clémentine
    Oh, fruit de ma passion
    S'en ai fallu d'une bêtise
    D'un rien, d'une cerise
    Et c'était pour de bon

    Oh, oh Cerise
    Vous avez deviné
    J'ai pas pu résister
    Oh, oh, Cerise
    Cerise t'aime
    Elle me disait tout le temps
    Avec son petit accent
    Qui était tout un poème

    Oh, oh, Cerise
    Son sourire m'électrise
    Mais il y a eu la méprise
    Cette horrible nuit
    Où tous les chats étaient gris

    Et moi, aussi
    Alors je confondis
    Cerise et Myrtille
    Myrtille, Myrtille
    Me parlez plus de Myrtille

    Trêve de littérature
    C'est l'heure des confitures
    La pire des avanies

    Car la Myrtille
    S'est collée pour la vie
    Avec un drôle de gibier
    Dont j'aurai dû me méfier
    Qu'a juste dit : "Permettez"

    Myrtille, Myrtille
    Je l'ai pris en pleine poire
    La fin de notre histoire
    C'est bien fait pour ma pomme, pomme, po-pomme
    Pomme, pomme, po-pomme

    Oh, oh, oh

    Non, j'ai pas connu de courgette
    Et peut-être bien que je regrette
    J'aurai connu le gratin
    Dans les cours du jet-set

    Mais là je fabule
    Ma raison fait des bulles
    Vaut mieux que je récapitule

    Oh, oh, oh, Pomme
    Oh, oh, oh, Prune
    Oh, Clémentine
    Oh, oh, Cerise
    Oh, oh, Myrtille
    Quelle salade de fruits



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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    18-04-1989
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Where We'll Never Grow Old
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    Where We'll Never Grow Old
    Composer(s): James Cleveland Moore
    Performer(s): The Carter Family
    and multiple other artists



    I have heard of a land on a faraway strand
    'Tis a beautiful home of the soul
    Built by Jesus on high, there we never shall die
    'Tis a land where we'll never grow old

    Never grow old, never grow old
    In a land where we'll never grow old
    Never grow old, never grow old
    In a land where we'll never grow old

    In that beautiful home where we'll never more roam
    We shall be in the sweet by and by
    Happy praise to the king through eternity sing
    'Tis the land where we never shall die

    Never grow old, never grow old
    In a land where we'll never grow old
    Never grow old, never grow old
    In a land where we'll never grow old

    When our work here is done and the life crown is won
    And our troubles and trials are o'er
    All our sorrow will end and our voices will blend
    With the loved ones who've gone on before

    Never grow old, never grow old
    In a land where we'll never grow old
    Never grow old, never grow old
    In a land where we'll never grow old



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Polvo Enamorado
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    Polvo Enamorado
    Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
    Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute



    No le temo a la vida ni a la muerte
    cuando siento en mi pecho palpitar tu corazón
    no hay poder en el mundo que consiga
    doblegarme por la fuerza a su razón
    cuando eres tierra
    cuando soy agua
    No hay misterio que oculta su secreto
    cuando siento en tu cuerpo que el principio es el final
    que la vida es el sueño que me acuna
    Por tu vientre más allá del bien y el mal
    cuando eres tierra
    cuando soy agua
    Y si al fin no somos mas que polvo
    seamos polvo, seamos polvo nada mas...
    mas polvo enamorado
    No hay becerros de oro suficientes
    ni perfumes de incienso ni coronas de laurel
    Que consigan sembrarme ni lo duda
    De alejarme un sólo instante de tu piel
    cuando eres tierra
    cuando soy agua
    No me importa instalarme en la locura
    ese infierno divino donde Dios y Lucifer
    inventaron al ángel y al demonio
    que conviven en tu cuerpo de mujer
    Cuando eres tierra
    cuando soy agua
    Y si al fin no somos más que polvo



    Categorie:Latin Songs

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    17-04-1989
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Sneakin' Sally Through The Alley
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    Sneakin' Sally Through The Alley
    Composer(s): Alan Toussaint
    First release by: Lee Dorsey - 1971
    Covered by multiple other artists



    Sneakin' Sally through the alley
    Sneakin' Sally through the alley
    Sneakin' Sally through the alley
    Trying to keep her out of sight
    Sneakin' Sally through the alley
    When up pops the wife

    I said, ah I can't find nothing wrong with being friends cos
    sometimes
    She lets me use the car
    She said if you can't find nothing wrong with your mind
    You'd better find something wrong with her, her
    So I began to explain ah that it wasn't just ah what she thought
    I'd better find something to do with my time
    The fact is I've just been caught

    Sneakin' Sally through the alley
    Sneakin' Sally through the alley
    Trying to get away clean
    Sneakin' Sally through the alley
    When up pops the queen

    Trying to double talk, get myself in trouble talk, catching myself in lies
    Catching myself in lies
    Mama just looked at me as if I was, ah, crazy
    And didn't even bat an eye
    So I began to try to explain, ah that it just wasn't what she thought
    I'd better find something to do with my time
    The fact is ah just been caught, just been caught
    Sneakin', sneakin', sneakin'

    Trying to talk doubletalk, get myself in trouble talk
    Catching myself in lies, catching myself in lies
    Mama just looked at me as if i was crazy
    She didn't even bat an eye

    Sneakin' Sally through the alley with Sally
    Sneakin' Sally through the alley with Sally
    Sneakin' Sally through the alley
    Sneakin' Sally through the alley
    Sneakin' Sally through the alley



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Polly Wolly Doodle
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    Polly Wolly Doodle
    (Traditional)
    Performer(s): Leon Redbone



    Oh, I went down South
    For to see my Sal
    Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day
    My Sal, she is
    A spunky gal
    Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day

    Fare thee well
    Fare thee well
    Fare thee well my fairy fay
    For I'm going to Lou'siana For to see my Susyanna
    Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day

    Oh, my Sal, she is
    A maiden fair
    Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day
    With curly eyes
    And laughing hair
    Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day

    Fare thee well
    Fare thee well
    Fare thee well my fairy fay
    For I'm going to Lou'siana
    For to see my Susyanna
    Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day

    Behind the barn
    Down on my knees
    Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day
    I thought I heard
    A chicken sneeze
    Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day

    Fare thee well
    Fare thee well
    Fare thee well my fairy fay
    For I'm going to Lou'siana
    For to see my Susyanna
    Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day

    He sneezed so hard
    With the whooping cough
    Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day
    He sneezed his head
    And the tail right off
    Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day

    Fare thee well
    Fare thee well
    Fare thee well my fairy fay
    For I'm going to Lou'siana
    For to see my Susyanna
    Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day

    Oh, a grasshopper sittin'
    On a railroad track
    Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day
    A-pickin' his teeth
    With a carpet tack
    Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day

    Fare thee well
    Fare thee well
    Fare thee well my fairy fay
    For I'm going to Lou'siana
    For to see my Susyanna
    Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day

    Oh, I went to bed
    But it wasn't any use
    Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day
    My feet stuck out
    Like a chicken roost
    Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day

    Fare thee well
    Fare thee well
    Fare thee well my fairy fay
    For I'm going to Lou'siana
    For to see my Susyanna
    Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day



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    16-04-1989
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Sneakin' Around
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    Sneakin' Around
    Composer(s): Dolly Parton
    Performer(s): Burt Reynolds



    I like fancy, frilly things
    High heeled shoes and diamond rings
    Rag time bands and western swingin'
    Sneakin' around with you

    Well I like beer and rodeos
    Detective books and dominos
    Football games and Cheerios
    And sneakin' around with you

    Sneakin' around with you
    Goin' around or two
    Doin' what lovers do
    Whenever they're sneakin' around

    I like lots of cash on hand
    And dirty jokes about the fuller-brush man
    I like stuff I understand
    Like sneakin' around with you

    You know, I like a thrill that has no strings
    Friendship that don't ever change
    And laughter from the joy of things
    And sneakin' around with you

    Sneakin' around with you
    Goin' around or two
    Doin' what lovers do
    Whenever they're sneakin' around

    I like drive-in picture shows
    Kissin' long and lovin' slow
    Secret places lovers go
    Whenever they're sneakin' around

    Ooh I like the crazy things we try
    And the sexy things we fantasise
    Just makin' out in the broad day light
    And sneakin' around with you

    Sneakin' around with you
    Keepin' it all brand new
    Gettin' the best of you
    Whenever we're sneakin' around

    Sneakin' around, that's all
    I'm gonna lay down the law
    Watchin' her rise and fall
    An' lovin' our sneakin' around
    We're just sneakin' around
    Aw, we're just sneakin'



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Polly Wee
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    Polly Wee
    Composer(s): Leadbelly
    Performer(s): Leadbelly



    Chorus
    Polly, Polly, Polly Wee
    Polly, Polly, Polly Wee
    Polly, Polly, Polly Wee
    Polly, Polly, Polly Wee
    Polly, Yolla, Yolla, Yolla
    Polly, Yolla, Yolla
    Polly Wee, Polly Wee, Polly Wee
    Like her mighty well
    Like her mighty well
    Like her mighty well
    Like her mighty well
    Polly, Yolla, Yolla, Yolla
    Polly, Yolla, Yolla
    Polly Wee, Polly Wee, Polly Wee
    And I can tell
    And I can tell
    Baby, I can tell
    Baby, I can tell
    Polly, Yolla, Yolla, Yolla
    Polly, Yolla, Yolla
    Polly Wee, Polly Wee, Polly Wee
    (Chorus)
    I don't know
    Baby, I don't know
    And that ain't so
    And that ain't so
    Polly, Yolla, Yolla, Yolla
    Polly, Yolla, Yolla
    Polly Wee, Polly Wee, Polly Wee



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