Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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C'mon and hold me Just like you told me Then show me What I want to know
Why don't we steal away Why don't we steal away Into the night I know it ain't right Don't tease me Why don't you please me Then show me What you came here for
Why don't we steal away Why don't we steal away Into the night I know it ain't right Into the night, baby Make it tonight Oooh
I caught you glancin' my way And I know what you're after (No second chances tonight)
Why don't we steal away Why don't we steal away Why don't we steal away Why don't we steal away Into the night
I know it ain't right Into the night I know it ain't right Why don't we steal away I know it ain't right Into the night, babe Why don't we steal away Make it tonight Why don't we steal away
Song # 1 Composer(s): Maxim Fadeev - Daniil Babichev First performance by: Serebro - 2007
It's a dirty money track, yeah Girls, kick the flow Listen to me All my girls, get ready We'll make it easy
When I catch you pickin' me You better get a chill Boy, you wanna take on me 'Cause I'm your killin' pill
Can't you see the way I move My dress, my flashy skin? Listen up, you know I got The place you've never been
Slow down (Slow down) Boy, you don't wanna let me down You better stop, you know what?
Oh, don't call me funny bunny I'll blow your money, money I'll get you to my bad ass spinnin' for you Oh, I'll make it easy, honey I'll take your money, yummy I've got my bitches standin' up next to me
So come and check it So come and check it So come and check it My bad ass spinnin' for you
So come and check it So come and check it So come and check it My bad ass spinnin' for you (Watch out)
Keep on takin' over you It's kinda gettin' free Baby boy, you know I still Got sexy freak in me
Gotta tease you, nasty guy So take it, don't be shy Put your cherry on my cake And taste my cherry pie
Slow down (Slow down) Boy, you don't wanna let me down You better stop, you know what?
Oh, don't call me funny bunny I'll blow your money, money I'll get you to my bad ass spinnin' for you Oh, I'll make it easy, honey I'll take your money, yummy I've got my bitches standin' up next to me
Maybe I'll take you with me tonight Maybe you'll show me another way And find a reason for me to stay But something I must tell you:
Feel my vibration Get it
Oh, don't call me funny bunny I'll blow your money, money I'll get you to my bad ass spinnin' for you Oh, I'll make it easy, honey I'll take your money, yummy I've got my bitches standin' up next to me
So come and check it So come and check it So come and check it My bad ass spinnin' for you
So come and check it So come and check it So come and check it My bad ass spinnin' for you
Hoja Seca Composer(s): Roque Carbajo Performer(s): Javier Solís; and various other artists
Tan lejos de ti no puedo vivir tan lejos de ti me voy a morir Entre esta taberna tan llena de cosas queriendo olvidar, pero ni las copas señor tabernero me hacen olvidar
Me salgo a la calle buscando un consuelo buscando un amor, pero es imposible mi fe es hoja seca que mató el dolor
No quiero buscarte ni espero que lo hagas pues ya para qué, se acabó el romance mataste una vida, se acabó mi amor
Si acaso mis ojos llenos de tristeza pudieran llorar pero es que en mi vida yo nunca he llorado por ningún querer Ya que es imposible dejar de quererla señor tabernero sírvame otra copa que quiero olvidar
...Pudieran llorar
...Por ningún querer
Ya que es imposible dejar de quererla señor tabernero sírvame otra copa que quiero olvidar
Steady Date Composer(s): Peter DeAngelis - Robert Marcucci Performer(s): Johnny Kidd & The Pirates; Fabian
(She's my steady date, hmm-hmmm) (She's my steady date, hmm-hmmm)
Ask me why my head's a whirl, don't you know Other boys have love affairs, they come and go hmm-hmmm, she's my steady date Oh yeah, I can hardly wait
All the time whisper low, steal a kiss Dreamers all at movie shows 'cos of this, 'cos hmm-hmmm, she's my steady date Oh yeah, she's my steady date
I went down to see her folks, only the other day Asked them if I could marry her and they - said - it's okay
Now you know the reason why my head's a whirl We'll go walking down the aisle, me and my girl, 'cos hmm-hmmm, she's my steady date Oh yeah, she's my steady date
I went down to see her folks, only the other day Asked them if I could marry her and they - said - it's okay
Now you know the reason why my head's a whirl We'll go walking down the aisle, me and my girl, 'cos hmm-hmmm, she's my steady date Oh yeah, she's my steady date
Got me a steady date, oh boy Got no worries now, boys Got a steady date
Hoeveel Brieven? Composer(s): Bert Candries; Johan Verminnen Performer(s): Johan Verminnen
Hoeveel brieven moet ze schrijven voor hen die achter tralies blijven om hun droom, hun ideaal Hoelang kunnen presidenten zwijgen terwijl er folteringspraktijken gebeuren in een donkere zaal
Hoeveel brieven moet ze schrijven om al die mensen te bevrijden Ze schreef misschien wel duizend maal Wanneer zal ze antwoord krijgen Komt er een teken? een signaal?
Hoelang moet ze blijven kijken naar gezichten die steeds zwijgen ze kent hun naam en hun verhaal
ze waren metselaar, bediende ze waren ambtenaar, soldaat ze waren timmerman of visser ze waren dokter, advokaat ze hadden vrouwen, hadden kinderen ze waren vrolijk op een feest ze maakten grappen met hun vrienden maar zwijgen deden ze nooit, nee
Hoeveel brieven moet ze schrijven om de onschuld te bewijzen van hen die niets hebben misdaan
ze waren metselaar, bediende ze waren ambtenaar, soldaat ze waren timmerman of visser ze waren dokter, advokaat ze hadden vrouwen, hadden kinderen ze waren vrolijk op een feest ze maakten grappen met hun vrienden maar zwijgen deden ze nooit, nee
Het waren leraars of studenten het was een man, het was een vrouw het waren vrienden of bekenden ze waren jong, ze waren oud vertelden hardop wat ze dachten terwijl ze om de leugens lachten van een zieke generaal die spotte met hun ideaal
Ho Vissuto English & French Titles: I Have Lived; J'ai Vécu Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Quando prendero' un bel giorno Gia' nel numero dei piu' La mia vita senza ritorno per lassu' Incontrando il patreterno Umilmente, questo si Potro' dirgli che ho vissuto:tuttoqui Ho vissuto come un uomo di illusioni e realta' Ho vissuto ogni secondo d'ogni eta' Per conoscere del mondo tutto cio' che offriva a me O giocarmi il paradiso caso mai Perche' questo era giusto secondo me
Ho vissuto da ottimista quanto ognuno che sta qui Non da santo ma da artista questo si' Finche' son rimasto in pista ho vissuto, e come no? Se e' un discorso egoista io saro!... Ho vissuto ad inseguire sempre la felicita' Fino a quando tu non mi hai chiamato qua' Forse alla salvezza eterna io non ho pensato mai Pero' in terra mi hanno sempre detto che La pecora smarrita la chiamavi a te
Se per scarse credenziali quando mi presentero' La clemenza celestiale non avro' Dettagliando ogni minuto del bel gioco che fini' Posso dire: "l'ho vissuto tutto qui" Ho vissuto i desideri che portavo con me Come un fuoco sulla pelle e intorno a me Ho vissuto per l'amore mio potere e schiavitu' E ho creduto al paradiso anche laggiu' Consumando i giorni che ho vissuto, qui Ho vissuto: si!
L'amour À La Française First performance by: Les Fatals Picards - 2007
I remember jolie demoiselle, the last summer, nous, la tour Eiffel I remember comme tu étais belle, so beautiful with your sac Chanel Sur les ponts de la Seine, let's do it again, again, again, again, You gave me a rendez-vous, what is it ? what is it ?
Je le chercher à toi, dans les rues, je ne suis pas venir car tu ne l'es plus Je le regarde partout, where are you ? My heart is bleeding, Oh I miss you L'amour à la française, let's do it again, again, again, again, You gave me a rendez-vous
Et je cours, je cours, je cours, I've lost l'amour, l'amour, l'amour Je suis perdu, here without you, and I'm crazy, seul à Paris Je tu le manque, sans toi I can't, et sous la pluie, I feel sorry Champs Elysées, alone, la nuit, le Moulin Rouge, I feel guilty
Et le soleil est plus brûlant que les oiseaux, et dans le ciel, I miss you so A souvenir, a rendez-vous, des fleurs, des fleurs, des fleurs for you Je tu le manque, sans toi I can't, et sous la pluie, I feel sorry Je suis perdu here without you, and I'm crazy, seul à Paris
I remember jolie demoiselle, the last summer, comme tu étais belle I remember, nous, la tour Eiffel, so beautiful with your sac Chanel L'amour à la française, c'est que je t'aime, je t'aime, je t'aime, je t'aime I give you a rendez-vous
Et je cours, je cours, je cours, I've lost l'amour, l'amour, l'amour Je suis perdu, here without you and I'm crazy, seul à Paris Je tu le manque, sans toi I can't et sous la pluie, I feel sorry Champs Elysées, alone, la nuit, le Moulin Rouge, I feel guilty Et le soleil est plus brûlant que les oiseaux et dans le ciel, I miss you so A souvenir, a rendez-vous, des fleurs, des fleurs, des fleurs for you Je tu le manque, sans toi I can't et sous la pluie, I feel sorry Je suis perdu here without you...
Ho Un Anno Di Più Composer(s): Lucio Battisti; Mogol Performer(s): Lucio Battisti
Ma che cosa è cambiato dopo che ti ho incontrato? Direi non molto Ma che cosa è restato dopo che ti ho amato? Direi non molto
Ho un anno di più e qualcosa in meno, tu Ho un anno di più e qualcosa in meno, tu Ho un anno di più
Io giocavo a pallone, sono il solito scarpone ma ancora gioco E per fare impressione, sai che imitavo il pavone ancora gioco
Ho un anno di più e qualcosa in meno, tu Ho un anno di più e qualcosa in meno, tu Ho un anno di più
Il mio vecchio editore, l' ho sempre fatto arrabbiare lavoravo poco Ora è quasi contento, dice che scrivo con più sentimento lavoro poco
Ho un anno di più e qualcosa in meno, tu. ... Ho un anno di più e qualcosa in meno, tu Ho un anno di più
Ma che cosa è cambiato dopo che ti ho incontrato? Direi non molto Ma che cosa è restato dopo che ti ho amato? Direi non molto Un anno di più, un anno di più... un anno di più...
Stayin' In Composer(s): John D. Loudermilk Performer(s): Bobby Vee
I punched my buddy in the nose after lunch Now I'm in trouble 'cause the dean saw the punch He was tellin' things that were not true about her So I let him have it in the cafeteria
Now I'm stayin' in, stayin' in My, my baby's walkin' home with him They passed my window hand-in-hand just then But what can I do? 'cause I'm stayin' in
If she just knew what that son-of-a-gun said I know she wouldn't be caught with him dead She don't know what he has got up his sleeve But she would find out if I could only leave
But I'm stayin' in, stayin' in My, my baby's walkin' home with him I did it then, and I'd do it again I love her so, but I'm stayin' in
Ho Difeso Il Mio Amore English Title: Nights In White Satin Composer(s): Justin Hayward; Daniele Pace Performer(s): Nomadi; Renato Dei Profeti; Ivana Spagna
Queste parole sono scritte da chi non ha visto più il sole per amore di lei
Io le ho trovate in un campo di fiori Sopra una pietra cera scritto così
Ho difeso ho difeso il mio amore il mio amore
Cera una data l'otto di maggio lei era bella era tutto per lui
Poi venne un altro gliela strappa di mano cosa poi sia successo lo capite anche voi
Ho difeso ho difeso il mio amore il mio amore
Questa è una storia che finisce così sopra una pietra che la pioggia bagnò
Son tornato una notte e ho sentito una voce il grido di un uomo che chiedeva perdono
The Worrying Kind Composer(s): Ola Salo First performance by: The Ark - 2007
Mmm... Moves I like to make 'em Grooves I like to shake 'em Shake 'em from my troublesome mind 'Cause sometimes you'll find That I'm out of my mind You see, baby, I'm the worrying kind
Words I like to break 'em Words I like to shake 'em Shake 'em from my troublesome mind And you turn up your nose It's a joke, you suppose But baby, I'm the worrying kind
So if you see me somewhere With that glassy old stare And the panic and fear in my eyes Don't call for first aid or the fire brigade Or the local police, 'cause they won't care
I'm just a silly old boy with my head in the can Just a mortal with potential of a superman But what sense does it make When I feel like a fake When I'm saying to you all: be good for goodness sake? Yoohoo... aha ooh...
Words I like to break 'em Words I like to shake 'em Shake 'em from my troublesome mind And why? Heaven knows, it's a joke, I suppose But baby, I'm the worrying kind Yeah
So if you see me somewhere With that glassy old stare And the panic and fear in my eyes Don't call for first aid or the fire brigade Or the local police, 'cause they won't care
I'm just a silly old boy with my head in the can Just a mortal with potential of a superman But what sense does it make When I feel like a fake When I'm saying to you all: be good for goodness sake? Yoohoo... aha ooh...
Oh, words I like to break 'em Words I like to shake 'em Shake 'em from my troublesome mind And why? Heaven knows, it's a joke, I suppose But baby, I'm the worrying kind
And you turn up your nose And you say it's a pose But baby, I'm the worrying kind Yeah, sometimes I'm blind I'm just out of my mind Baby, I'm the worrying kind
Ho Ancora La Forza Composer(s): Francesco Guccini; Luciano Ligabue Performer(s): Luciano Ligabue
Ho ancora la forza che serve a camminare picchiare ancora contro per non lasciarmi stare ho ancora quella forza che ti serve quando dici: "Si comincia!"
E ho ancora la forza di guardarmi attorno mischiando le parole con due pacchetti al giorno di farmi trovar lì da chi mi vuole sempre nella mia camicia...
Abito sempre qui da me in questa stessa strada che non sai mai se c'è e al mondo sono andato dal mondo son tornato sempre vivo...
Ho ancora la forza di starvi a raccontare le mie storie di sempre, di come posso amare di tutti quegli sbagli che per un motivo o l'altro so rifare...
E ho ancora la forza di chiedere anche scusa o di incazzarmi ancora con la coscienza offesa di dirvi che comunque la mia parte ve la posso garantire...
Abito sempre qui da me in questa stessa strada che non sai mai se c'è nel mondo sono andato dal mondo son tornato sempre vivo...
Ho ancora la forza di non tirarmi indietro di scegliermi la vita masticando ogni metro di far la conta degli amici andati e dire "Ci vediam più tardi ..."
E ho ancora la forza di scegliere parole per gioco, per il gusto di potermi sfogare perché, che piaccia o no, è capitato che sia quello che so fare...
Abito sempre qui da me in questa stessa strada che non sai mai se c'è col mondo sono andato e col mondo son tornato sempre vivo...
The Worryin' Kind Composer(s): Diane Lampert - Scotty Turner Performer(s): Tommy Sands and multiple other artists
Well I've gotten me a baby With a pair of rovin' eyes But since I found her I'm the worryin' kind When she's out on a date She's always flirting with the guys Makes me so jealous, I'm the worryin' kind Now, if you ever see my baby Say, I know you'll understand Just why I say that I'm the worryin' kind All the guys are all around her Can't you see she in demand I guess you see why I'm the worryin' kind I date her once, twice And I get to thinking, she's nice When we get to kissin', mmm, gee Just think what I been missin' Now that I found her, goin' out of my mind You know I worry 'bout my baby Know that she's been runnin' 'round Don't wanna show her, I'm the worryin' kind I wants to find a way, a way That I can finally tame her down Then I no longer be the worryin' kind
Stayin' Alive (Italian Version: Vivimus - 2008) Composer(s): Robin Gibb - Barry Gibb - Maurice Gibb First release by: Bee Gees - 1977 Covered by multiple other artists
Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk I'm a woman's man: no time to talk Music loud and women warm, I've been kicked around since I was born And now it's all right It's OK And you may look the other way We can try to understand the New York Times' effect on man
Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother you're stayin' alive, stayin' alive Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin' and we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive
Well now, I get low and I get high and if I can't get either, I really try Got the wings of heaven on my shoes I'm a dancin' man and I just can't lose You know it's all right It's OK I'll live to see another day We can try to understand the New York Times' effect on man
Life goin' nowhere Somebody help me Somebody help me, yeah Life goin' nowhere Somebody help me Somebody help me, yeah Stayin' alive
Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk I'm a woman's man: no time to talk Music loud and women warm I've been kicked around since I was born And now it's all right It's OK And you may look the other way We can try to understand the New York Times' effect on man
Life goin' nowhere Somebody help me Somebody help me, yeah Life goin' nowhere Somebody help me, yeah I'm stayin' alive
