Stand The Ghetto
Composer(s): Bernard Lavilliers
Performer(s): Bernard Lavilliers



Si tu danses reggae
Si tu danses reggae
Tu balances reggae
Sans défense reggae
S'est spécial reggae
Infernal reggae
Ça commence à cogner
Comme un cœur régulier

I and I love the island in the sun
I and I know when and where I go
But it is so hard to feed my kids
But it is so hard to stand the ghetto

Tout l'monde danse, tu te traînes
Tout l'monde fume et tu bois
Downtown, ça enchaîne
Dans les rhumbars en bois
Quand ça cause le reggae
Ça explose reggae
C'est le seul reggae
Qui déboule reggae

I and I love the island in the sun
I and I know when and where I go
But it is so hard to feed my kids
But it is so hard to stand the ghetto

Derrière les barbelés
Trois rangés bien gardées
Ils attendent de crever
De sortir de braquer
Pour le flingue dans ta poche
T'es coincé à gun court
Jusque-là le reggae
Viendra t'réveiller

I and I love the island in the sun
I and I know when and where I go
But it is so hard to feed my kids
But it is so hard to stand the ghetto

Elle est noire et dorée
Elle est belle à crever
Regarde-la marcher
Et danser son reggae
Fait trop chaud pour chanter
Fait trop soif pour noter
Trop beau pour t'expliquer
Ce qui s'passe dans l'reggae

I and I love the island in the sun
I and I know when and where I go
But it is so hard to feed my kids
But it is so hard to stand the ghetto

Hey Joe!
Composer(s): Boudleaux Bryant
Performer(s): Frankie Laine;
and various other artists



Hey Joe!
Where'd ya find that pearly girlie
Where'd ya get that jolly dolly
How did ya rate that dish I wish was mine
Hey Joe!
She's got skin that's creamy dreamy
Eyes that look so lovey-dovey
Lips as red as cherry berry wine
Now listen Joe, I ain't no heel
But oh buddy let me tell you how I feel
She's a honey, she's a sugar pie
I'm warnin' you I'm gonna try to steal her from you
Hey Joe!
Though we've been the best of friends
This is where that friendship ends
I gotta have that dolly for my own

(Hey Joe!)

(Hey Joe!)

Hey Joe!
Come on let's be buddy buddies
Show me you're my palsy-walsy
Introduce that pretty little chick to me
Hey Joe!
Quit that waitin', hesitatin'
Let me at `er, what's the matter
You're as slow as any Joe can be
Now come on Joe let's make a deal
Let me dance with her to see if she is real
She's the cutest girl I've ever seen
An' I tell ya face to face I mean to steal her from you
Hey Joe!
We'll be friends until the end
But this looks like the end my friend
I gotta have that dolly for my own
I've gotta have that dolly for my own
(Hey Joe, Hey Joe)

Make My Day
Composer(s): Dragan Vucic - Branka Kostic
First performance by: Martin Vucic - 2005



Ley lala ley la... lala ley lala ley la...
Lala ley lala ley la... lala ley lalala...
Ley lala ley la... lala ley lala ley la...
Lala ley lala ley la... lala ley lalala...
 
Day after day, time after time
You just try to make me cry
Hand in your hand, tears in my eyes
I pretend you make me fly
 
But honestly, it's plain to see
I'm not the man to be
Your cuddly toy, I am the boy
Who will break up with you to be free
 
Make my day, get away
Take it all, baby, please go
Try to play another way
Or I will find another love
 
Ley lala ley la... lala ley lala ley la...
Lala ley lala ley la... lala ley lalala...
 
Day after day, time after time
You just try to make me cry
But don't you see that I am the boy
Who will break up with you to be free?
 
Make my day, get away
Take it all, baby, please go
Try to play another way
Or I will find another love
(Make my day) Shake it now, baby
 
Make my day, get away
Take it all, baby, please go
Try to play another way
Or I will find another love
 
Make my day, get away
Take it all, baby, please go
Try to play another way
Or I will find another love
 
Make my day

Hey Joe
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday



Hey Joe
Court pas comme ça, dis
Y a pas le feu chez toi
Hey Joe
Vient dire bonjour
T'en mourras pas
Moi j'rentre à l'heure qu'il m'plait
J'ai même plus de montre
J'ai tout mon temps
Ce qui m'attend chez moi
Je le sais
Rien qu'un lit froid
Sans personne dedans

Hey Joe
Si on parlait, hein
Mais de quoi?
Hey Joe
Le Vietnam, la bombe
Tu t'en fous de tout ça
Comme tu dis, la vie
C'est le métro à six heures
Et chacun pour soi
Mais pour toi Joe
Y a toujours une place
Mais pas pour moi
Pourquoi?

Hey hey Joe
Pourquoi t'as de la chance plein les doigts?
Hey, hey Joe
En naissant t'as marché dans quoi?
T'as toujours les poches pleines
La voiture de l'année
Dis donc, ma parole, on en oublie
Que t'es si laid
Moi Joe, tu vois, je n'ai plus rien
Je pensais avoir une fille
Bien à moi
Mais il paraît Joe
Qu'elle dort maintenant entre tes draps, bravo!

Tu vois Joe
Hier je rêvais d'avoir ta peau
Mais Joe
Je préfère te voir souffrir
Et de cette fille, je t'en fais cadeau
Allez bonne chance Joe...

Stand Tall
Composer(s): Burton Cummings
Performer(s): Burton Cummings



Never been this blue
Never knew the meaning of a heartache
But then again, I've never lost at love before

Somewhere down the road
Maybe all these years will find some meaning
I just can't think about it now, or live 'em out anymore

Stand tall, don't you fall oh, don't go and do something foolish
you're feeling it like everyone, it's silly human pride
Stand tall, don't you fall 
Don't go do something you'll regret later
you're feeling it like everyone, it's silly human pride

Never lasted so long
Or through so much - or through so many
I just can't believe you could throw it all away

Sometimes late at night
when there's nothing here except my old piano
I'd almost give my hands to make you see my way

Stand tall, don't you fall oh, don't go and do something foolish
you're feeling it like everyone, it's silly human pride
You got me down on my knees for ya, mama
Stand tall, don't you fall 
Don't go do something you'll regret later
you're feeling it like everyone, it's silly human pride 

Hey Joe
Composer(s): Billy Roberts
Performer(s): Jimi Hendrix



Hey Joe, where you goin' with that gun in your hand
Hey Joe, I said where you goin' with that gun in your hand

I'm going down to shoot my old lady
You know, I've caught her messin' around with another man
I'm going down to shoot my old lady
You know, I've caught her messin' around with another man
And that ain't too cool

Hey Joe, I've heard you shot your woman down,
shot her down, now
I said I've heard you shot your old lady down,
You shot her down to the ground

Yes I did, I shot her
You know, I caught her messin' round, messin' round town
Yes I did, I shot her
You know, I caught my old lady messin' around town
And I gave her the gun
I shot her!

Hey Joe, alright
Shoot her one more time, baby

Hey Joe, said now
Where you gonna run to now?
Where you gonna run to?
Hey Joe, I said where you gonna run to now?
Where you, where you gonna go?
Well, dig it

I'm goin' way down south
Way down to Mexico way
Alright!
I'm goin' way down south
Way down where I can be free
Ain't no one gonna find me

Ain't no hangman gonna
He ain't gonna put a rope around me
You better believe it right now
I gotta go now
Hey Joe, you better run on down
Good by everybody
Hey Joe, uhh
Run on down

Las Vegas
Composer(s): Niklas Edberger - Tobias Lundgren - Tim Larsson - Johan Fransson
First performance by: Martin Stenmarck - 2005



I've got a room here at the Mandalay Bay
I'll take a shower then I'm on my way
I'll bring a friend if someone picks a fight
Here in Las Vegas tonight
 
It's close to midnight when I hit The Strip
The maiden voyage on my Vegas trip
The night is young and everything's all right
Here in Las Vegas tonight
 
Dancing girls and cabarets
You can spend your money in a million ways
Let's have a ball
The winner takes it all
 
In Las Vegas, in the neon lights
You'll be a star if you do it right
In Las Vegas, oh oh oh...
You better hold on tight
 
In Las Vegas, can't believe your eyes
Your luck can turn in a throw of a dice
In Las Vegas, oh oh oh...
You better hold on tight
Here in Las Vegas tonight
 
I'm leaving with a million dollar smile
The hotel manager can check my file
Fred the limo driver's asking polite:
"Leaving Las Vegas tonight?"
 
Dancing girls and cabarets
You can spend your money in a million ways
Let's have a ball
The winner takes it all
 
In Las Vegas, in the neon lights
You'll be a star if you do it right
In Las Vegas, oh oh oh...
You better hold on tight
 
Hey, yeah, yeah...
(In Las Vegas)
In Las Vegas
 
In Las Vegas, in the neon lights
You'll be a star if you do it right
(In Las Vegas) Oh oh oh...
You better hold on tight
 
In Las Vegas, can't believe your eyes
Your luck can turn in a throw of a dice
In Las Vegas, oh oh oh...
You better hold on tight
Here in Las Vegas tonight

Hey Jean, Hey Dean
Composer(s): Ernie Maresca; Lou Zerato
Performer(s): Dean & Jean



Well, it's Saturday night
So let's have a party, hey, Jean
(Hey, hey, what do you say)
Let's get together and
Take out the record machine
(Ho, ho, what do you know)

I'd rather dance to a song that's groovy
I like it better than a western movie
I know the landlady wants the rent
So let's have a party
Though the money's all spent

And then we'll stomp, stomp
Stomp and stomp our feet
We're gonna clap, clap, clap
Let's start our own beat
And then we'll scream
Scream, scream on top of it
We'll make the best of it

I got your message and I know
What you mean, now Dean
(Hey, hey, know what you mean)
You forgot that you went out
And pawned our machine
(Ho, ho, pawned our machine)

The finance company man was here
He took the tv and he took our chairs
I bought a candle that burns real bright
In case they decide they want
To turn out the lights

We're gonna, call, call
Call, call all our friends
We're gonna let them know
When the party begins
And then we'll groove
Groove, groove, groove it a bit
We'll make the best of it

Hey Dean, you really caused a scene
(Hey, hey, caused a scene)
Hey Jean, now you know what I mean
(Ho, ho, know what I mean)

Everyone is having a ball
They're even dancing all out in the hall
The landlady says the music's too loud
But when she saw the fun we had
She joined the crowd

And she said stomp, stomp
Stomp, stomp your feet
Come on, let's clap, clap, clap
Let's start our own beat
And then we'll shout
Shout, shout on top of it
We'll make the best of it

Stand On It 
Composer(s): Bruce Springsteen
First release by: Bruce Springsteen - 1985



Well Jimmy Lee was hookin' 'round the far turn of a funky southern Florida dirt track
He had mud caked on his goggles and a screamin' 350 stacked up on his back
Well as he passed the stands he was feelin' all tuckered out
When through the roar of his engine he heard somebody shout
"Stand on it, come on boy, stand on it"

Mary Beth started to drift, she hit the shift but she just couldn't get a hand on it
Racin' some Red Hill boys, she had the deed to the ranch and a grand on it
With eight grand blowin' hot on the red line
She blew past a hitchhiker out on Route 39
He hollered "Stand on it, go 'head baby, stand on it"

Well now when in doubt and you can't figure it out
Just stand on it
Well, if your mind's confused, you don't know what you're gonna do
Well buddy, stand on it
Well if you've lost control of the situation at hand
Go grab a girl; go see a rock and roll band
And stand on it
Come on man, stand on it

Well now Columbus he discovered America even though he hadn't planned on it
He got lost and woke up one morning when he's about to land on it
He wouldn't of got out of Italy, man that's for sure
Without Queen Isabella standing on the shore
Shouting "Stand on it, go ahead man, stand on it"

Well now when in doubt and you can't figure it out
Just stand on it
Well, if your mind's confused, you don't know what you're gonna do
Well buddy, stand on it
Well if you've lost control of the situation at hand
Go grab a girl; go see a rock and roll band
And stand on it
Come on man, stand on it

Bobby was leadin' the pack, he settled back and he got ready for the long haul
Well fifty yards from the finish line somebody roared up and they blew him into the wall
Well he rolled over twice, lucky to survive
Layin' in the back of the ambulance more dead than alive
Somebody shouted "Man, you call that drivin'?
Why didn't you stand on it" 

Hey Hey
Composer(s): Big Bill Broonzy
Performer(s): Eric Clapton



Hey hey 
Hey hey, baby, hey
Hey hey 
Hey hey, baby, hey
I love you baby
Sure ain't gonna be your dog

Hey hey 
Hey hey, baby, hey
Hey hey 
Hey hey, baby, hey 
My arms around you baby
All I can say is hey

Hey hey 
Hey hey, baby, hey
Hey hey 
Hey hey, baby, hey 
I love you baby
Sure ain't gonna be your dog

Hey hey 
You lost your good thing now
Hey hey 
You lost your good thing now
You had me fooled
I found it out somehow

Talking To You
Composer(s): Andreas Mørck - Jacob Launbjerg
First performance by: Jakob Sveistrup - 2005



You nailed me to the floor with just one look
I'll sail any ocean, to show my devotion
If only I could open up your eyes
And get your attention, a brand new dimension
 
Connect your inner line
And tell me that you're mine
M-mh, yeah
 
I'm talking to you, through my heart
Talking to you girl, just tell me where to start
I wanna get through, right away
Wanna get through now, can't wait another day
 
You're all I hoped to find
I've never felt like this before
I got to make you mine
 
I wonder how it feels to be with you
Imagination, my sweet temptation
I just can't get enough
I'm desperate, desperate for your love
 
I'm talking to you, through my heart
Talking to you girl, just tell me where to start
I wanna get through, right away
Wanna get through now, can't wait another day
 
You're all I hoped to find
I've never felt like this before
I've got to make you mine
 
(I'm talking to, I'm talking to you)
I'm talking to you, baby
(I wanna get, I wanna get through)
I wanna get through
 
(I'm talking to you, through my heart)
Talking to you girl, just tell me where to start
(I wanna get through, right away)
Wanna get through (wanna get through now)
Can't wait another day
 
You're all I hoped to find
I've never felt like this before
I know you will be mine
 
I'm talking to you 

Hey Gyp
Composer(s): Donovan Leitch
Performer(s): The Animals; Les Homewreckers; 
Keith Shields; The Soul Survivors



I'll buy you a Chevrolet, I'll buy you a Chevrolet
I'll buy you a Chevrolet if you'll just give me some of your love girl
Please give me some of your love, please give me some of your love girl, all right

I'll buy you a Ford Mustang, I'll buy you a Ford Mustang
I'll buy you a Ford Mustang if you'll just give me some of your love now
Yeah, give me some of your love girl, yeah, you know what I want

I'll buy you a Cadillac, ah, ah, I'll buy you a Cadillac
I'll buy you a Cadillac if you'll just give me some of your love now, yeah
Give me some of your love woman, all right 
Yes, I will

I'll buy you a house on a hill, I'll buy you a house on a hill
I'll buy you a mansion on a hill if you just give me some of your love now, now, now
Give me some of your love, good good lovin, all right, all right

I don't want your Cadillac, I don't want your Cadillac, long and shiny and black
I don't want your Cadillac, boy, I don't want your Cadillac, yeah

Woman can't you hear my heartbeat?
Can't you hear my heartbeat?
Whoa, can't you hear my heartbeat?
I just need some of your love girl, I need some of your love now, yes I do
Can't you hear my heartbeat?
Can't you hear my heartbeat?
Don't you hear my heart?
Yeah, hear my heartbeat, up
My heartbeat, yeah
I'm going under your spell, like thunder, help
Help, help, help me, yeah, all right

I'll take your Cadillac, I'll take your Cadillac, all shiny and black
I'm gonna take your Cadillac, boy, take your Cadillac, now
Take your Cadillac, now, take your Cadillac
Give me your love 
Give me your love
Whoa, love, oh love
Give me your love 
Give me your love

Stand In The Fire 
Composer(s): Diane Warren
Performer(s): Mickey Thomas



Whoa 
Out in the street 
Out in the night 
Out on your own 
You don't care when 
They say it's tough 
Makin' it through 
Cos nothing can stop 
This dream inside you 

In this world, you take your chances 
In this world, you do your best 
In this life, sometimes you've got to 

Stand in the fire 
Go to the wire 
Dreams and desires 
They will lead you home 
Whoa 

Movin' ahead 
Straight to the top 
To get all you want 
You give all you got 
Puttin' it all 
Out on the line 
You go to the wall 
But you won't mind 
Cos it's a test 
A test of courage 
It's a game 
You play to win 
Gotta face some hard times 
But to touch the flame 
You know you've got to 

Stand in the fire 
Go to the wire 
Dreams and desires 
They will lead you 
Stand in the fire 
Go to the wire 
Dreams and desires 
They will lead you home 

In this world, you take your chances 
In this world, you do your best 
In this life, sometimes you've got to 
(Stand in the fire, go to the wire) 
(Dreams and desire) They will lead you 
Stand 

Stand in the fire 
Go to the wire 
Dreams and desire 
They will lead you 
Stand in the fire 
Go to the wire (In this world, you take your chances) 
Dreams and desire 
They will lead you 

Hey Grandma
Composer(s): Jerry Miller; Don Stevenson
Performer(s): Moby Grape; The Move



Hey Grandma, you're so young
Your old man's just a boy
Been a long time this time (pow-pow-pow)
Been a long time this time (pow-pow-pow)
Been a long time this time round, this time round
Everything is upside down, upside down
Sure lookin' good
You're lookin' so good
You're sure lookin' good

SF freak scene was on my mind
Fillmore Slim is just a-wasting time
Well I got high this time (pow-pow-pow)
Well I got high this time (pow-pow-pow)
Well I got high this time round, this time round
Everything is upside down, upside down
Cause your lookin' good
You're lookin' so good
You're sure lookin' good

Hasheket Shenish'ar
First performance by: Shiri Maimon - 2005



Hayiti ke'iveret le'or hayom
merov hahigayon lo nish'ar makom
ro'edet leyadcha
vehasam shebi od lo nigmar
noshemet li mimcha vehata'am kvar mar

Hamabat acher vehakor choder
atah mistater, et gufi shover
hamabat acher vehakor choder
ech od yom over bli neshimah

Lailah ba le'at, hazman ne'etzar
lailah ve'atah hasheket shenish'ar
reg'a echad nofelet itcha
besof hamischak

Ba'erev shuv chomeket maharechov
metoch ha'afelah
menasah lachshov od k'tzat aleicha
overet od dakah arukah shemargishah k'mo netzach
verek bil'adecha

Hamabat acher vehakor choder
ech od yom over bli neshimah

Lailah ba le'at, hazman ne'etzar
lailah ve'atah hasheket shenish'ar
reg'a echad nofelet itcha
besof hamischak

Hazman ne'etzar
lailah ve'atah hasheket shenish'ar
reg'a echad nofelet itcha besof hamischak

(ve'atah hasheket shenish'ar)

Hey Girl Don't Bother Me
Composer(s): Ray Whitley
Performer(s): Paul Young; The Tams



Go away come back another day
Don't bother me

I heard about you from my friend
The word really gets around
They say you broke the heart
Of every boy in town
 
They say you like to cheat
They say you just a little fake
And if I fall for you
I'm surely going to get hurt
 
Don't bother me now
Go away girl stay out of my arms
Don't try to use your charms
Don't bother me
 
But I really got to say
You look so fine
Yeah you know you are so hard to resist
But I know I gotta stay away
Or I might fall for you
And I don't want to be any to your needs
So now I say
Don't bother me now
Go away girl
 
I fear if I kissed you
I might not resist you
Don't bother me
 
Don't bother me now
Go away girl

Stand In
Performer(s): Teresa Brewer



I've tried to take her place dear
You've tried to care for me
But darling I'm afraid I'll always be

Only a stand in after all is said and done
I fought for your love, I thought I had won
But I'm only a stand in for somebody else
I thought I could win, what a dreamer I've been
I'm just standing in

I wonder if you know dear
That when I'm in your arms
Sometimes the name you whisper isn't mine
I've tried not to believe it
But in my heart I know
I've only been a stand in all the time

Hey Girl
Composer(s): Gerry Goffin; Carole King
Performer(s): Freddie Scott;
Bobby Vee; Donny Osmond



Hey, girl, I want you to know
I'm gonna miss you so much if you go (bye bye baby)
And hey, girl, I tell you no lie
Something deep inside of me's going to die (bye bye baby)
If you say "So long" (bye bye baby)
If this is "Goodbye" (bye bye baby)
Oh, oh, oh, oh

Hey, girl, this can't be true
How am I supposed to exist without you? (bye bye baby)
Hey, girl, now don't put me on
What's gonna happen to me when you're gone? (bye bye baby)
How will I live (bye bye baby)
How can I go on? (bye bye baby)

How can I go on? (bye bye baby)
Oh, oh, oh, oh

Bye bye baby

Hey, girl, now sit yourself down
I'm not ashamed to get down on the ground (bye bye baby)
And beg (bye bye baby), beg you to stay (bye bye baby)

Don't go away (bye bye baby)
Hey, girl (bye bye baby)
No, I beg ya, please don't go away (bye bye baby)

Hey, girl (bye bye baby)
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Don't, don't go away

'T Komt Mij Goed Uit
((Adapted from: Ça Plane Pour Moi (by Lou Deprijck & Plastic Bertrand) - 1977))
Composer(s): Lou Deprijck - Yves Lacomblez - Dirk Blanchart
Performer(s): De Flandriens - 2003

Versions In Other Languages:
1978 - Jet Boy Jet Girl (by Elton Motello)
1978 - Bin Wieder Frei (by Benny)



Wham bam mijn kattin is er aan
z'heeft haar tong ingeslikt toen ze van mijn whiskey dronk
terwijl ik niet meer wist op welke planeet ik met toen bevond
(als je dat maar weet)
oehoehoehoeh
ik maa het bont

allez hop op een dag kwam een schatje tot bij mij
gehuld in cellofaan, zie dat aan
in Canada of Panama drink je geen bier uit een glas
van caoutchou
oehoehoehoeh
maar wel bij mij

't komt mij goed uit
't komt mij goed uit
't komt mij goed uit goed uit goed uit
't komt mij goed uit
oehoehoehoeh, 't komt mij goed uit

allez hop tralala wat een feest
samen temmen wij het beest we zijn op mars
geweest kompleet voldaan verweesd
'jij bent de koning van de nacht'
(dat zeg ze en passant)
ik ben de koning van de nacht

't komt mij goed uit
't komt mij goed uit
't komt mij goed uit goed uit goed uit
't komt mij goed uit
oehoehoehoeh, 't komt mij goed uit

allez hop z'is er weer eens vandoor
met de noorderzon vertrokken
toen ik even niet betrokken reageerde op een
vraag die ik al lang vergeten ben
oehoehoehoeh

die ik al lang vergeten ben

't komt mij goed uit
't komt mij goed uit
't komt mij goed uit goed uit goed uit
't komt mij goed uit
oehoehoehoeh, 't komt mij goed uit

't komt mij goed uit
't komt mij goed uit
't komt mij goed uit goed uit goed uit
't komt mij goed uit
oehoehoehoeh, 't komt mij goed uit
oehoehoehoeh, 't komt mij goed uit

Hey Fredrick
Composer(s): Grace Slick
Performer(s): Jefferson Airplane



Either go away or go all the way in
Look at what you hold
Come back down on a spear of silence
When it flies
You go on through
You come on through
Thr rediculous no
Oh no
One more pair of
Loving eyes look down on you
Sheets and a pillow
How old will you have to be before you
Stop believing
That those eyes will look down on you
That way forever
There you sit mouth wide open
Animals nipping at your sides
On wire wheels the four stroke man
Opens wide
The marching sound
The constant ride
On the gasket is mine
All mine
One more pair of
Wire wheels bear down on you
Gear stripping the willow
How many machine men will you see before you
Stop believing that speed
Will slide down on you
Like brakes in bad weather