Sunbathin' In The Park
Performer(s): George Formby



Don't think I'm walking all round the world.
I've got the sunbathe craze
I first do my back and when that's nicely fried
Then I turn round and I do t'other side
A girl said today as I laid on the green
I was the sweetest worm she'd ever seen

When I'm sunbathing in the park every morning when the sun goes down
From the tip of my nose to my ten little toes, all so nice and brown

All day I'm burnt at the stake just like Joan of Arc
"That's not freckles" people shout, "it's the measles breaking out"
When I’m sunbathing in the park

I’m sunbathing in the park every morning when the sun goes, down
From the tip of my nose to my ten little toes, all so nice and brown
All day I'm burnt at the stake just like Joan of Arc
I get sunburnt nice and strong all around my om bon pong
When I'm sunbathing in the park

I fry and frizzle and fizzle all day like a poached egg on toast
When the sun shines through my little short vest
It's so hot it scorches my family crest
One day last week I got caught on the hop
A tramp on my chest started grilling a chop

When I was sunbathing in the park every morning till the sun goes down
From the tip of my nose to my ten little toes, all so nice and brown
All day I'm burnt at the stake just like Joan of Arc
I get sunburnt scorched and tanned all around my no-man's land
When I'm sunbathing in the park

All day I'm burnt at the stake just like Joan of Arc
And the birds from every tree leave their visiting cards on me
When I'm sunbathing in the park

Utah, We Love Thee
Composer(s): Evan Stephens



Land of the mountains high
Utah, we love thee!
Land of the sunny sky
Utah, we love the!
Far in the glorious West
Throned on the mountain's crest
In robes of statehood dressed
Utah, we love thee! 

Columbia's newest star
Utah, we love the!
Thy lustre shines afar
Utah, we love thee!
Bright in our banner's blue
Among her sisters true
She proudly comes to view
Utah, we love thee! 

Land of the Pioneers
Utah, we love thee!
Grow with the coming years
Utah, we love thee!
With wealth and peace in store
To fame and glory soar
Godguarded evermore
Utah, we love thee!

Something Stupid
Composer(s): C. Carson Parks
First release by: Carson and Gaile - 1967
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1967 - Qualche Stupido "Ti Amo" (Sacha Distel & Joanna Shimkus)
1967 - Dat Afgezaagde Zinnetje (Willy & Willeke Alberti)
1967 - En Lille Dumhed (Siw Malmkvist & Otto Brandenburg)
1971 - Algo Tonto (Enríque Guzmn & Silvia Pinal)
2003 - Een Dom Compliment (Jo Vally & Vanessa Chinitor)
2003 - Zoiets Onnozels (Willy Sommers, Lisa Del Bo & Luc Steeno)



I know I stand in line, until you think you have the time
To spend an evening with me
And if we go someplace to dance, I know that there's a chance
You won't be leaving with me

And afterwards we drop into a quiet little place
And have a drink or two
And then I go and spoil it all, by saying something stupid
Like: "I love you"

I can see it in your eyes, that you despise the same old lies
You heard the night before
And though it's just a line to you, for me it's true
It never seemed so right before

I practice every day to find some clever lines to say
To make the meaning come through
But then I think I'll wait until the evening gets late
And I'm alone with you

The time is right your perfume fills my head, the stars get red
And oh the night's so blue
And then I go and spoil it all, by saying something stupid
Like: "I love you"
("I love you, I love you ...")

Utan Dej, Mitt Liv Går Vidare
English Title: Without You, My Life Goes On
Composer(s): H. Veigel; D. Zimmerman
Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog



Utan dej, mitt liv går vidare
Utan dej, jag kan ej fatta än
Att jag måste ensam gå
Utan dej, utan dej

Allt vad vi sagt
Allt vad vi gjort är en saga idag
En saga som blev sanning en gång
Jag var så kär och ännu är
Men vad hjälper det nu
När du har lämnat mej här?

Utan dej, mitt liv går vidare
Utan dej, jag kan ej fatta än
Att jag måste ensam gå
Utan dej, utan dej

Himlen är grå
När jag nu står och ser upp mot den sky
Som fylldes utav stjärnor en kväll
Brevet du skrev har jag nu slängt
Ty det gjorde så ont
Att läsa att allt var slut

Utan dej, mitt liv går vidare
Utan dej, jag kan ej fatta än
Att jag måste ensam gå
Utan dej, utan dej

Qualche Stupido "Ti Amo"
((Adapted from: Something Stupid (Carson and Gaile) - 1967))
Composer(s): C. Carson Parks
Performer(s): Sacha Distel & Joanna Shimkus - 1967

Versions In Other Languages:
1967 - Dat Afgezaagde Zinnetje (Willy & Willeke Alberti)
1967 - En Lille Dumhed (Siw Malmkvist & Otto Brandenburg)
1971 - Algo Tonto (Enríque Guzmn & Silvia Pinal)
2003 - Een Dom Compliment (Jo Vally & Vanessa Chinitor)
2003 - Zoiets Onnozels (Willy Sommers, Lisa Del Bo & Luc Steeno)



Difficile trovare la maniera di passare la serata con te
Supponi per esempio ce ne andassimo a ballare lo sai bene com'è
Insieme finiremmo per cercare un posto quieto per nasconderci
Inevitabilmente finirei con qualche stupido "Ti amo"

E lo so già finiresti col reagire perlomeno risentendoti
Pensando non sia altro che una frase tra le tante che si dicono

Rimurgino le parole estremamente intelligenti come piacciono a me
E aspetto che la sera mi procuri l'atmosfera per offrirle a te
Ma vuoi che sia la luna o il tuo profumo che io sento vicinissimo
Inevitabilmente m'impappino in qualche stupido "Ti amo"

Ma vuoi che sia la luna o il tuo profumo che io sento vicinissimo
Inevitabilmente m'impappino in qualche stupido "Ti amo"
"Ti amo"
"Ti amo"

Utile
Composer(s): Étienne Roda-Gil; Julien Clerc
Performer(s): Julien Clerc;
Florence Davis; Juliette Gréco



"A quoi sert une chanson
Si elle est désarmée?"
Me disaient des chiliens
Bras ouverts, poings serrés

Comme une langue ancienne
Qu'on voudrait massacrer
Je veux être utile
À vivre et à rêver

Comme la lune fidèle
A n'importe quel quartier
Je veux être utile
À ceux qui m'ont aimé

À ceux qui m'aimeront
Et à ceux qui m'aimaient
Je veux être utile
À vivre et á chanter

Dans n'importe quel quartier
D'une lune perdue
Même si les maitres parlent
Et qu'on ne m'entend plus

Même si c'est moi qui chante
À n'importe quel coin de rue
Je veux être utile
À vivre et á rever

À quoi sert une chanson
Si elle est désarmée?

Fri?
Composer(s): Kim Engblom - Tina Krause - Janne Engblom - Stina Engblom
First performance by: Beat - 1990



Oo yeah... 
 	 
Fri, om jag frågar dig, säger du ej nej 
Frihet har vi väl 	
Men, om du frågar mig, vad vår frihet är 	
Svarar jag så här
 	 
Fri, vem av oss är fri? 	
Fri att tänka själv, att ärligt och stolt vara den vi är, whoa... 	
Rädd, rädd att göra fel, fångad i ett spel 	
Där de som är lika får leka med, whoa... 	
 	 
Säg, varför dessa krav 	
Vad gör mig så svag för ditt yttre skal? 	
Vem ger behoven fart? 	
Vem gör mig till slav under all reklam? 	
 	 
Fri, vem av oss är fri? 
Fri att tänka själv, att ärligt och stolt vara den vi är, whoa... 	
Rädd, rädd att göra fel, fångad i ett spel 	
Där de som är lika får leka med, whoa... 	
 	 
Whoa... vem av oss är fri? 	
Fri att tänka själv, att ärligt och stolt vara den vi är, whoa... 	
Rädd, rädd att göra fel, fångad i ett spel 	
Där de som är lika får leka med, whoa... 	
 	 
Fri, vem av oss är fri? 	
Fri att tänka själv, att ärligt och stolt vara den vi är, whoa... 	
Rädd, rädd att göra fel, fångad i ett spel 	
Där de som är lika får leka med, whoa... 	
 	 
Fri?

Utopia
Composer(s): Bernard Lavilliers
Performer(s): Bernard Lavilliers



Je chanterai le nouveau monde
Né de la zone et de l'ordure
En ces temps-là vos belles actions
Passaient toujours par l'écriture
Vous vous gaviez de projections
De projects sérieux, de futur
Pendant que l'ordre et la répression
Vous alignaient contre un mur

Vous ronronniez pour le vieux monde
Dans l'opposition objective
Respectant la règle et la ronde
Dans vos manchettes maladives
Ça sentait le médicament
La frustration et le soumis
Ça puait déjà l'électron
Le temps qui passe à crédit

Des technocrates maigrichons
Vous prédisaient des jours meilleurs
Des aurores de l'expansion
A la sournoise nuit des chomeurs
Vous faisiez du lard aux ceintures
Les pancartes au bout des bras mous
Faisaient des cercles dans l'ordure
Ou vous vous traîniez à genoux

Les barbares, qui montraient leurs crocs
Aux barrières des périphériques
Ricanaient, remplaçant vos mots
Par des cris de guerriers celtiques
Vous en aviez froid dans le dos
Bien qu'expliquant ce phénomène
Vous essayiez de rentrer tôt
Détestant les milices urbaines

Vous nous regardiez en ces temps
Inventer une autres musique
Faite de violence et de sang
D'ignorance et de prophétique
Votre raison vous pesait lourd
Dans vos masochistes partouzes
Dans vos dérisoires amours
Votre révolte et vos ventouses

La petite gauche vivotait
Frileuse comme une alouette
Vos bars, vos fêtes, vos congrès
Vos chanteurs, vos peintres, vos poètes
Votre raison, votre droiture
Vos illusions, vos habitudes
Vos soumissions, votre culture
Vos ambitions, vos certitudes

Cette lucidité bidon
Qui remplaçait si bien les tripes
Etait sinistre et sans passion
Et militante et castratrice
Elle vous bloquait le creux des reins
Comme un calcul diabétique
Elle vous laissait sur votre faim
De bien nourris et d'asthmatiques

Nous rêvons d'une autre planète
En ce futur, t'en souvient-tu?
Nous tirons des plans à facettes
Vers des comètes disparues
Nous installons nos mines d'or
Sur des podiums itinérants
Ou nous jouons toujours très fort
De la guitare, et du vent

Nous pressentons une cassure
Une crevasse nette et sanglante
Une balafre dans l'azur
Un cran d'arrêt dans le silence
Une fissure dans le certain
Une embolie dans la finance
Un détonateur dans la main
Un embarras dans la nuance

Nous vivons au ras des pavés
N'ayant jamais connu la plage
Et jamais le roi des étés
Ne s'est inscrit au paysage
Nous avons la haine au profond
Une haine fondamentale
De la hiérarchie et des cons
Du quotidien et du fatal

Something Sort Of Grandish
Composer(s): Burton Lane - E.Y. Harburg
Performer(s): David Wayne & Ella Logan
and multiple other artists



Petula:
Is it a warmish, kind of glowish, kind of peculiarish sensation?

Tommy:
Oh no, it's sort of a shimmerish kind of quimmerish, flibbery-gibberish sensation

Petula: Does it make you feel humming birds in your heart?

Tommy: Butterflies in me feet

Petula: And bees in your bonnet

Tommy: Stars in me britches

Petula: Does it make you want to dance?

Tommy: I hadn't noticed

Petula: And sing?

Tommy: Oh, it does, it does....

Tommy:
Something sweet
Something sort of grandish
Sweeps my soul
When thou art near
My heart feels so sugar candish
My head feels so ginger beer
Something so dareish
So I don't careish
Stirs me from limb to limb
It's so terrifish, magnifish, delish
To have such an amorish, glamorish dish
We could be, oh, so bride and groomish
Skies could be so bluish blue
Life could be so love in bloomish
If my ishes could come true

Petula:
Thou art sweet
Thou art sort of grandish
Thou outlandish cavalier
From now on, we're hand in handish
Romeo

Tommy:
And Guinevere
Thou'rt so adorish
Toujours l'amourish
I'm so cherchez la femme
Petula:
Why should I vanquish
Relinquish, resish

Tommy:
When I simply relish this hellish condish
I might be manish or mouseish
I might be a fowl or fish
But with thee I'm Eisenhowzish
Please accept my propasish

Both:
You're under my skinish
So please be give-inish
Or it's the beginish of the finish of me


-----


Reprise:

Children, if you help me find the little gold crock
You can have anything that's made in fairyland

There'll be things plenty for allish
Wondrish toys and magic tricks
Electrish trains and basket ballish
Mintish drops and licorice stick

Life will be keenish all halloweenish
And jelly beanish too
With ice-cream, and cakish
And soda to sup
And no bellyacheish
To wakeish you up

There will be such delicious dishes
And will end to this daffyish plot
We will go from wretch to riches
When we'll find that goldish pot

There will be chocolate castish
With hot-dogs, and mustish
But cheers! ev'rybodysh
Must fastish come trough



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Utterly Simple
Composer(s): Dave Mason
Performer(s): Traffic; The Smoke



Everything really is stupidly simple
And yet all around is utter confusion
Fairy tales written may help you to see it
Do you understand about Lewis's Alice?
We fit all our lives into regular patterns
All that we really know is that we're really living

(spoken:
The man that seeks the world, his wisdom seeks to know his mind
And knowing where his feet should walk, and when he should or should not
talk And have a friend to find
Don't look around to find the sound that's right beneath your feet
The hermit sits inside his cave and seeks to know his mind
Staring into empty space and seeing things in people's faces others cannot find
Don't look around to find the sound that's right beneath your feet)

We've nothing to hide so why try to hide it?
I know there are some but they're screwed up inside
If you need a reason for all this I'm singing
It's simpleness really that gives it its meaning

Milas Poli
Composer(s): Haris Anastasiou
First performance by: Haris Anastasiou - 1990



The xero pos na s'agapiso
The xero pos na su to po
The xero ti na su hariso
Ti thromo pia na perpato
Pu tha me vgalei i istoria mu me sena
Oso s'akolutho?
Milas poli, zitas pola
Vres ena tropo mia fora
Ti parla na ti stamatas
Milas poli, zitas pola

The xero ti na su thimiso
Pia melothia, pio rithmo
Me musiki na zontanepso ta loyia pu tha po
Pu tha me vgalei i istoria mu me sena
Oso s'akolutho?

Milas poli, zitas pola
Vres ena tropo mia fora
Ti parla na ti stamatas
Milas poli, zitas pola

Lipon kalitera, mia ora arhitera
Na teleionume mia yia panta
Then itan boreto na sinehisume
Kaname lathi pola

Milas poli, zitas pola
Vres ena tropo mia fora
Ti parla na ti stamatas
Milas poli, zitas pola

Milas poli, zitas pola
Vres ena tropo mia fora
Ti parla na ti stamatas
Milas poli, zitas pola

Ugly Chile
Composer(s): Clarence Williams; Johnny Mercer
Performer(s): Johnny Mercer



You're so pretty
Oh! so pretty
You're some pretty doll
You've got the kind of eyes that seem to talk
They make me get so nervous that I have to walk
Oh! I love you, how I love you
More and more each day
You've got some smile, you're pretty too
I've got a million dollars that I'll spend on you
'Cause you're so pretty, oh! o pretty
You're some pretty doll

Now that's the way my folks would always sing to me
When I was just a blossom on my family tree
But when I got around to datin' my first chick
This is what she said, an' did she spread it thick...

Hey! You're ugly, oh! so ugly
You're some ugly chile
The clothes you wear are not in style
You look like an ape every time you smile
How I hate you, you alligator bait, you
Why don't you lay down and die
How I hate you, you alligator bait, you
An' here's the reason why...

You're knock kneed, pigeon toed, box ankled
You're big foot, barefoot slue footed too
How'd they ever get a pair of shoes on you
Your short and squatty, just nobody
You're some Ugly Chile
What a joke on your family when along comes you
You're dippy, dappy, hey! slap happy
You're some Ugly Chile!

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Alternate Version:
You're Some Pretty Doll



You're so pretty, oh! so pretty
You're some pretty doll
You've got the kind of eyes that seem to talk
They make me get so nervous that I have to walk
Oh! I love you, how I love you
More and more each day
You've got some smile, you're pretty too
And I've a million dollars that I'll spend on you
'Cause you're so pretty
Oh! so pretty
You're some pretty doll

Now listen Dolly, come over here
There's something I must whisper in your ear
You've got me hanging 'round you like a child
It seems as if you're goin' to drive me wild
These words I tell you are really true
And what I say I'll surely do
Oh! you're cute and handsome, I can't help but fall
You're just a perfect Doll

Your baby ways and your loving smile
It sets my heart jumping ll the while
Those charming little curls and dimples too
They make me know that it is you, just you
I wonder if your dear heart is mine
If so, it is a joy divine
Oh! won't you tell me and put my heart at ease
Oh! for a loving squeeze

You're so pretty, oh! so pretty
You're some pretty doll
You've got the kind of eyes that seem to talk
They make me get so nervous that I have to walk
Oh! I love you, how I love you,
More and more each day
You've got some smile, you're pretty too
And I've a million dollars that I'll spend on you
'Cause you're so pretty
Oh! so pretty
You're some pretty doll

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Something So Strong
Composer(s): Mick Leeson - Peter Vale - Miles Waters
Performer(s): Jim Capaldi



We started off heading for the top and set our sights on the sun
Now there's no more tears as we're standing here, and the morning light has begun
They said that you'll expire. You're wasting your time to try
But inside a heart of fire is a force you can't deny

Something so strong driving me on, never tire
Something so strong, born of the sun
Like a fire burns inside me so strong

We live in hope waiting for the day, when all our dreams can begin
But the time it takes for the rain to fall, is the time it takes to give in
They said that you'll expire. You're wasting your time to try
But inside a heart of fire, is a force you can't deny

Something so strong driving me on, never tire
Something so strong, born of the sun
Like a fire, sea of fire, burns inside me so strong

Love is what brought us here
And no-one can deny

Something so strong driving me on, never tire
Something so strong burning so long, like a fire
Something so strong born of the sun, taking me higher
Something so strong been coming so long, burning desire

Something so strong driving me on, never tire
Something so strong burning so long, like a fire
Something so strong born of the sun, taking me higher
Something so strong been coming so long, burning desire

Something so strong driving me on, never tire
Something so strong burning so long, like a fire

Keine Mauern Mehr
First performance by: Simone - 1990



Zur selben Zeit vor einem Jahr
Hat niemand sich's gedacht
Daß unser Freiheitstraum
Den Sprung nach vorne macht
Gegenwart kommt in Fahrt
Sie muß um jeden Preis
Bunter sein
Nicht nur schwarz und weiß
Denn unsere Zukunft wird erst jetzt geboren
Viele Sprachen, viele Ohren

Keine Mauern mehr, no walls anywhere
(Keine Mauern mehr)
Tomber les barrières, keine Mauern mehr
Keine Mauern mehr

Der Wind ist stark, er nimmt im Sturm
Bläst manchem ins Gesicht
Die feste Hand am Widerstand zerbricht
Denn unsere Zukunft wird erst jetzt geboren
Viele Sprachen, viele Ohren

Keine Mauern mehr, no walls anywhere
(Keine Mauern mehr)
Nema više zidova, keine Mauern mehr
Keine Mauern mehr

Something So Right
Composer(s): Paul Simon
First release by: Paul Simon - 1973
Covered by multiple other artists

Titles In Other Languages:
1973 - Se Una Donna Non Va
1979 - Une Chose Qui Va Bien



You've got the cool water
When the river runs high
And you've got the look of love
Right in your eyes
And I was in a crazy motion
Till you calmed me down
It took a little time
But you calmed me down

Some people never say the words "I love you"
It's not their style to be so bold
Some people never say the words "I love you"
But like a child
They're longing to be told
They've got a wall in China
It's a thousand miles long
To keep out the foreigners
They made it strong
And I've got a wall around me
That you can't even see
It took a little time
To get next to me

If something goes wrong
I'm the first to admit it
The first to admit it
But the last one to know
If something goes right
Well,it's likely to lose me
It's apt to confuse me
Because it's such an unusual sight

Oh I can't get used to something so right
Something so right

Some people never say the words "I love you"
It's not their style to be so bold
Some people never say the words "I love you"
But like a child I'm longing to be told
They've got a wall in China
And I've got a wall around me
It took a little time
To get next to me 

Insieme: 1992
First performance by: Toto Cutugno - 1990



Insieme, United United Europe

Con te, cosi lontano e diverso
con te, amico che credevo perso
Io e te, sotto lo stesso sogno

Insieme United United Europe

E per te, donna senza frontiere
per te, sotto le stesse bandiere
Io e te, sotto lo stesso cielo

Insieme, United United Europe

Sempre più liberi noi
Non è più un sogno, e non mai siamo più soli
sempre più uniti noi
dammi una mano e vedrai che voli

L´Europa non è lontana
c´è una canzone italiana, per noi

Insieme, United United Europe
sempre più liberi noi
Le nostre stelle e una bandiera sola

Sempre più forti noi
dammi una mano e vedrai si vola
L´Europa non è lontana
C´è una canzone Italiana, per voi

Insieme, United United Europe

Something Is Worrying Me
Composer(s): Otis Redding - Phil Walden
Performer(s): Otis Redding; Zoot Money; Shakin' Snakes



Something keeps worrying me, yeah
And that something
Keeps driving me in misery
I can tell the way things changed
That you been lovin' some other man
That's why something
Keeps on worrying me
Yes it is
That's why something keeps worrying me

I can tell by the look in your eye
I can tell by the way you smile
I know things haven't been this way
I tried to love you each and every day
And that something keeps on worrying me
That's why something
Keeps driving me in misery

I can tell by the look in your eye
That you been lovin' some other guy
That's why something
Keeps on worrying me
Oh yes it is
That's why something
Keeps on worrying me

Darling, that something, baby
Is deep down in my heart
It's worrying me, baby
I know you love somebody
I know you have somebody, yeah
It's worrying me, baby
I need you right here by my side...

Som En Vind
Composer(s): Mikael Wendt
First performance by: Edin-Ådahl - 1990



Ut ur en dröm och in i mitt hjärta
Kom en känsla och fyllde min själ
Och jag, en man, som reser i tankar
Fylld av visioner ur en dröm
Och jag känner...

Som en vind, sveper inom mig
Skänker mig värme, kom var mig närmre
Som en vind, visa mig vägen
Rör vid mig som en vind

Tillsammans, men långt ifrån varann
Vi vet att vi vill och vi kan
En tanke säger mer än tusen ord
Ändå vet jag inte vad jag ska tro
Men jag känner...

Som en vind, sveper inom mig
Skänker mig värme, kom var mig närmre
Som en vind, visa mig vägen
Rör vid mig som en vind

Jag, en man, fylld av visioner
Stanna och rör mig

Som en vind, sveper inom mig
Skänker mig värme, kom var mig närmre
Som en vind, visa mig vägen
Kom till mig, stanna
Vänd inte från mig
Rör vid mig som en vind
Rör vid mig som en vind

Something In Your Smile 
Composer(s): Leslie Bricusse
Performer(s): Anthony Newley
and multiple other artists



Dolittle:
My dear Miss Fairfax.....Emma....
It is evening, and as I sit here by the sea.....
I find my thoughts drifting .....to.....you

Something in your smile 
Speaks to me
Something in your eyes 
Shows me the way 
And helps me to say 
The things that I could never say to you

Something in your voice 
Sings to me
Something in your laugh 
Makes me rejoice
And there is no choice 
Except to let my thoughts all stray to you
And stray to you they do

Something in you is rich and rare
And there is something more
Something in you is everything 
I've never known before

For something of your charm 
Clings to me
Something of your warmth 
Has stayed in my heart 
And made me a part of you 
For just a little while.... 
So think of me 
As something in your smile

Yours sincerely, John Dolittle 
Sea Star Island 
September 24th, 1837

Somewhere in Europe
Composer(s): Liam Reilly
First performance by: Liam Reilly - 1990



It's been a long time since we were together
I'm back in Ireland and I miss you more than ever
In early spring we parted and I've been here since then
But if I could only see you once again
 
Meet me in Paris on a Champs-Élysées night
We could be in Rome again, 'neath the Trevi fountain light
We should be together, and maybe we just might
If you could only meet me somewhere in Europe tonight
 
I remember Amsterdam as we sailed along the canal
And as the leaves began to fall, we were walking in old Bruxelles
In the Black Forest on a German summer's day
And the memories refuse to go away
 
Meet me in Paris on a Champs-Élysées night
We could be in Rome again, 'neath the Trevi fountain light
We should be together, and maybe we just might
If you could only meet me somewhere in Europe
 
Don't you remember those Adriatic days?
I miss your laughter and all your little ways
I can still see you in London, walking on Trafalgar Square
And drinking wine in Old Seville, how I wish that we were there
 
Meet me in Paris on a Champs-Élysées night
We could be in Rome again, 'neath the Trevi fountain light
We should be together, maybe we just might
If you could only meet me somewhere in Europe tonight
 
Meet me in Paris on a Champs-Élysées night
We could be in Rome again, 'neath the Trevi fountain light
We should be together, and maybe we just might
If you could only meet me somewhere in Europe tonight
 
Somewhere in Europe tonight
Somewhere in Europe