Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Estúpido Cupido ((Adapted from: Stupid Cupid (by Connie Francis) - 1958)) Composer(s): Neil Sedaka - Howard Greenfield - Fred Jorge Performer(s): Celly Campello - 1959
Oh, oh cupido vê se deixa em paz (Oh, oh cupido) Meu coração que já não pode amar (Oh, oh cupido) Eu amei há muito tempo atrás (Oh, oh cupido) Já cansei de tanto soluçar (Oh, oh cupido)
Hei, hei, é o fim... Oh, oh cupido, vá longe de mim!
(Oh, oh cupido) Eu dei meu coração a um belo rapaz (Oh, Oh cupido) Que prometeu me amar e me fazer feliz (Oh, oh cupido) Porém ele me passou prá trás (Oh, oh cupido) Meu beijo recusou e meu amor não quis (oh, oh cupido)
Hei, hei, é o fim... oh cupido, vá longe de mim!
(Oh, oh cupido) Eu vi um coração cansado de chorar A flecha do amor, só trás angústia e a dor
(Oh, oh cupido) Mas seu cupido, o meu coração (Oh, oh cupido) Não quer saber de mais uma paixão (Oh, oh cupido) Por favor vê se me deixa em paz (Oh, oh cupido) Meu pobre coração já não agüenta mais (Oh, oh cupido)
Hei, hei é o fim... Oh, oh cupido, vá longe de mim!
(Oh, oh cupido) Mas seu cupido, o meu coração (Oh, oh cupido) Não quer saber de mais uma paixão (Oh, oh cupido) Por favor vê se me deixa em paz (Oh, oh cupido) Meu pobre coração já não agüenta mais (Oh, oh cupido)
Hei, hei é o fim... Oh, oh cupido, vá longe de mim!
Hei, hei é o fim... Oh, oh cupido, vá longe de mim!
You Belong To Me Composer(s): Carly Simon; Michael McDonald Performer(s): Carly Simon
Why'd you tell me this Were you looking for my reaction What do you need to know Don't you know I'll always be your girl You don't have to prove to me you're beautiful to strangers I've got loving eyes of my own
(Chorus) You belong to me Tell her you were fooling You don't even know her Tell her that I love you
You belong to me Can it be, honey, that you're not sure You belong to me Thought we'd closed the book - locked the door You don't have to prove to me that you're beautiful to strangers I've got loving eyes of my own And I can tell - I can tell darling Tell her - tell her that I love you
You belong - you belong - you belong to me Tell her you were fooling Tell her she don't even know you Tell her you were fooling I know you from a long time ago, baby Don't leave me to go to her now You belong to me
Stumblin' In Composer(s): Michael Chapman - Nicky Chinn First release by: Suzi Quatro & Chris Norman - 1978
Titles In Other Languages: 1979 - Springa Omkring (by Kikki Danielsson) 2007 - Van Bij Het Begin (by Mama's Jasje & Claudia Caluwé)
Our love is alive, and so we begin Foolishly laying our hearts on the table Stumblin' in Our love is a flame, burning within Now and then firelight will catch us Stumblin' in
Wherever you go, whatever you do You know these reckless thoughts of mine are following you I'm falling for you, whatever you do 'Cos baby you've shown me so many things that I never knew Whatever it takes, baby I'll do it for you
You were so young, and I was so free I may been young, but baby that's not what I wanted to be Well you were the one, oh why was it me 'Cos baby you've shown me so many things that I've never seen Whatever you need, baby you've got it from me
You Beat Me To The Punch Composer(s): Smokey Robinson; Ronald White Performer(s): Mary Wells; and various other artists
That day, I first saw you passing by I wanted, to ask your name but I...was much too shy But I was looking at you so hard That you must have had a hunch So you came up to me and asked me my name
You beat me to the punch That time You beat me to the punch Yes you did
After, I had known you for what seems like a long, long time I wanted, wanted to ask you would you please, please be mine Whenever you came around, my heart would pound So you must have had a hunch So you came up to me and asked me to be yours
You beat me to the punch One more time You beat me to the punch Yes you did
Since I loved you I thought you would be true And love me tender So I let my heart surrender To you, yes I did But I found out Beyond a doubt One day, boy You were a playboy Who would go away and leave me Blue
So I ain't gonna wait around for you to put me down This time I'm gonna play my hunch And walk away this very day. And beat you to the punch Yes I will I'll beat you to the punch This time
Stuff Like That
Composer(s): Nickolas Ashford - Steve Gadd - Eric Gale - Quincy Jones - Ralph MacDonald
Valerie Simpson - Richard Tee
Performer(s): Quincy Jones
and multiple other artists
Walked in the joint
They were lined up back to back
Anything you can name, no shame
uhn, uh
An' stuff like that
Do it - do it
Do it - do it
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
Before my eyes
Was the promise of paradise
Is she real, can she feel
Is she a dream? If ya know what I mean
'Cause she was built out of
Stuff like that
Stuff...Like That (do it - do it)
Stuff...Like That (do it - do it)
Stuff...Like That (do it - do it)
Stuff...Like That (do it - do it)
I knew I was captured
By the rhythm of the magic flute
Pulling and urging me
To taste the forbidden fruit
Tho' I felt naive
I did not want to leave
Fever was in the air
All of a sudden, I didn't care
No reason why, I just had to testify
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
Do it - do it
Do it - do it
Do it - do it
Do it - do it
I knew I was captured
By the rhythm of the magic flute
Pulling and urging me
To taste the forbidden fruit
Tho' I felt naive
I did not want to leave
Fever was in the air
All of a sudden, I didn't care
No reason why, I just had to testify
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
Rock Star's Lament Composer(s): Shel Silverstein - Fred Koller Performer(s): Bobby Bare
I have pawned my golden records I have sold my sequent suits For a bottle of rye whiskey I gave up my fancy boots Now I stand here on the corner with a sad sad tale to tell Once a rock star now a drunker with no song left to sell
Hide a face you might remember hide a voice you may recall T' was that cold night in December when we played Carnegie Hall Now we're smokin' marijuana singin' flat but doin' well Till I took my first drink of whiskey we started down the road to hell
I have pawned my golden records I have sold my sequent suits For a bottle of rye whiskey I gave up my fancy boots Now I stand here on the corner with a sad sad tale to tell Once a dopefiend now a drunker with no song left to sell
Once a rock star now a drunker with no song left to sell With no song left to sell...
You Baby Composer(s): P.F. Sloan; Steve Barri Performer(s): The Mamas & The Papas; The Turtles; P.F. Sloan; The Grass Roots; Jenny Wolfe and the Pack; The Mariachi Brass
From the time I fall asleep til the mornin' comes I dream about You baby
And I feel alright 'Cause I know tonight I'll be with You baby
And who makes me feel like smilin' When the weary day is through?
(You) You baby, you (I'm talkin bout my baby yeah) No one but you baby Nobody but you
(You) You baby, you (I'm talkin bout my baby yeah) No one but you baby Nobody but you
They candy is sweet But it just can't compete with You baby
You've got everything I need And nobody can please like you You baby
And who believes that my wildest dreams And my craziest schemes will come true
(You) You baby, you (I'm talkin 'bout my baby yeah) No one but you baby Nobody but you
(You) You baby, you (I'm talkin bout my baby yeah) No one but you baby Nobody but you
A little ray of sunshine A little bit of soul Add just a touch of magic It's the greatest thing since rock and roll
Yeah baby (You) You baby, you (I'm talkin bout my baby yeah) No one but you baby Nobody but you
(You) You baby, you (I'm talkin bout my baby yeah) No one but you baby Nobody but you (You) You baby, you (I'm talkin bout my baby yeah) No one but you baby Nobody but you
I Can't See Texas From Here Composer(s): George Strait Performer(s): George Strait and multiple other artists
I come and go as I please From down here, up north and in between But baby it's a shame, 'cause I always feel the same When I can't see Texas from here
I can't see Texas from here No matter how I try, it makes me wanna die So if you see me looking down, I'm trying not to show this frown 'Cause I can't see Texas from here
I can't say I don't like Tennessee The people here have all been good to me So please don't take offense if start to get intense It's just 'cause I can't see Texas from here
I can't see Texas from here No matter how I try, it makes me wanna die So if you see me looking down, I'm trying not to show this frown 'Cause I can't see Texas from here
You Asked Me To Composer(s): Waylon Jennings; Billy Joe Shaver Performer(s): Waylon Jennings; Elvis Presley; Billy Joe Shaver; Nancy Griffith; John Hartford; Alison Krauss
Long ago and far away In my old common labour shoes I turned the world all which-a-way Just because you asked me to
Likened to no other feel' Summer love is simple true There's no end to what I'd do Just because you asked me to
Let the world call me a fool But if things are right with me and you That's all that matters and I'll do Anything you ask me to
Knowin' how much I love you After all I've been through I'd turn and walk away from you Just because you asked me to
Let the world call me a fool But if things are right with me and you That's all that matters and I'll do Anything you ask me to
Let the world call me a fool But if things are right with me and you That's all that matters and I'll do Anything you ask me to
Blame It On Mexico Composer(s): Darrel Steadtler Performer(s): George Strait and multiple other artists
In a bar in Acuna called Ma Crosby's I found myself not feeling any pain I told a 'Frisco girl I'd come for freedom She said she'd only come to catch a train We struck up some idle conversation Traded all the troubles on our minds One thing lead to another in the evening And I fell in love again for my last time
Blame it on Mexico if you need a reason Say too much guitar music, tequila, salt and lime Blame it on Mexico, but she's the reason That I fell in love again for my last time
Daylight dawned and found me in Del Rio In a rundown motel room as dark as hell I felt all the pains of a morning after And all alone as far as I could tell
Why she left I have no way of knowing I guess she caught her train and that's a crime She took everything I ever wanted And I fell in love again for my last time
Blame it on Mexico if you need a reason Say too much guitar music, tequila, salt and lime Blame it on Mexico, but she's the reason That I fell in love again for my last time
You Are Too Beautiful Composer(s): Richard Rogers; Lorenz Hart Performer(s): David Whitfield; and various other artists
You are too beautiful, my dear, to be true And I am a fool for beauty Fooled by a feeling that because I have found you I could have bound you too You are too beautiful for one man alone For one lucky fool to be with When there are other men With eyes of their own to see with
Love does not stand sharing Not if one cares Have you been comparing My every kiss with theirs If, on the other hand, Im faithful to you Its not through a sense of duty You are too beautiful And I am a fool for beauty
Stuck On You
((French Version: Comme Un Fou (by Johnny Hallyday) - 1975))
Composer(s): Aaron Schroeder - J. Leslie McFarland
First recording/First release by: Elvis Presley & The Jordanaires - 1960
Covered by multiple other artists
You can shake an apple off an apple tree Shake, shake, sugar but you'll never shake me
Uh uh ooh yes siree ooh ooh I'm gonna to stick like glue Because I'm stuck on you
Yea, I'm gonna run my fingers through your long black hair Squeeze you tighter than a grizzly bear
Uh uh ooh yes siree ooh ooh I'm gonna to stick like glue Because I'm stuck on you
Hide in the kitchen, hide in the hall Ain't gonna do you no good at all 'Cause once I catch you and the kissing starts A team of wild horses couldn't tear us apart
Try to take a tiger from his daddy's side That's how our love is going to keep us tied
Uh uh ooh yes siree ooh ooh I'm gonna to stick like glue Because I'm stuck on you
Hide in the kitchen, hide in the hall Ain't gonna do you no good at all 'Cause once I catch you and the kissing starts A team of wild horses couldn't tear us apart
Try to take a tiger from his daddy's side That's how our love is going to keep us tied
Uh uh ooh yes siree ooh ooh I'm gonna to stick like glue Because I'm stuck on you
I'm gonna to stick like glue, ooh, ooh Because I'm stuck on you
You Are The Woman Composer(s): Rick Roberts Performer(s): Firefall; Josh Kelley
You are the woman that I've always dreamed of I knew it from the start I saw your face and that's the last I've seen of my heart
It's not so much the things you say to me It's not the things you do It's how I feel each time you're close to me That keeps me close to you, woh oh
You are the woman that I've always dreamed of I knew it from the start I saw your face and that's the last I've seen of my heart
It's not so much your pretty face I see It's not the clothes you wear It's more that special way you look at me That always keeps me there, woh oh woh
You are the woman that I've always dreamed of I knew it from the start I saw your face and that's the last I've seen of my heart
It's hard to tell you all the love I'm feeling That's just not my style You've got a way to send my senses reeling Every time you smile, woh oh
You are the woman that I've always dreamed of I knew it from the start I saw your face and that's the last I've seen of my heart I saw your face and that's the last I've seen of my heart
Comme Un Fou (Adapted from: Stuck On You (by Elvis Presley) - 1960)) Composer(s): Aaron Schroeder - J. Leslie McFarland - Michel Mallory Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday - 1975
Sur le trottoir d'en face Je la vois passer Elle mange une glace Et elle n'est pas pressée Oh oh oh! Elle me sourit... Oh oh oh! Pour une fille comme ça Moi, je suis comme un fou Moulée dans un t-shirt Et un vieux jean usé Elle a des yeux noisette Et ses cheveux sont dorés Oh oh oh! Elle me sourit... Oh oh oh! Pour une fille comme ça Moi, je suis comme un fou Elle a des hanches à faire rêver Et son t-shirt ne peut rien cacher Tout ce que j'ai, si elle veut je lui donne Ouais, mais contre son numéro de téléphone Oh oui, mais elle me fait un signe Un geste de la main C'est pour moi, elle m'appelle Salut les copains Oh oh oh! Elle me sourit... Oh oh oui! Pour une fille comme ça, hum oui Moi, je suis comme un fou Elle a des hanches à faire rêver Et son t-shirt ne peut rien cacher Tout ce que j'ai, si elle veut je lui donne Ouais, mais contre son numéro de téléphone Oh oui, mais un taxi s'arrête Elle monte et elle s'en va Le signe de la main ce n'était pas pour moi Oh oh oh! J'ai tout compris... Oh oh oui! Alors je reste là Oh oui, et je suis comme un fou Oh oui, et je suis comme un fou Oh oui, et je suis comme un fou
You Are The Sunshine Of My Life ((French Version: Le Soleil De Ma Vie (by Sacha Distel & Brigitte Bardot) - 1972)) Composer(s): Stevie Wonder First release by: Stevie Wonder - 1972 Covered by multiple other artists
You are the sunshine of my life That's why I'll always be around You are the apple of my eye Forever you'll stay in my heart
I feel like this is the beginning Though I've loved you for a million years And if I thought our love was ending I'd find myself drowning in my own tears Who-o-o-o Who-o-o-o
You are the sunshine of my life That's why I'll always stay around You are the apple of my eye Forever you'll stay in my heart
You must have known that I was lonely Because you came to my rescue And I know that this must be heaven How could so much love be inside of you
Stuck In The Middle With You ((Dutch Versions: Gevangen Met U (by Kasper van Kooten) - 2005; Ik Zit Gevangen Met Jou (by Mama's Jasje) - 2007)) Composer(s): Gerry Rafferty - Joe Egan First release by: Stealers Wheel - 1972 Covered by multiple other artists
Well I don't know why I came here tonight I got the feeling that something ain't right I'm so scared in case I'll fall off my chair And I'm wondering how I'll get down the stairs Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right, here I am Stuck in the middle with you
Yes I'm stuck in the middle with you And I'm wondering what it is I should do It's so hard to keep this smile from my face Losing control yeah, I'm all over the place Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right, here I am Stuck in the middle with you
Well you started off with nothing And you're proud that you're a self-made man And your friends they all come crawling Slap you on the back and say Please, please
Try to make some sense of it all But I can see it makes no sense at all Is it cruel to go to sleep on the floor Yeah I don't think that I can take anymore Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right, here I am Stuck in the middle with you
And you started off with nothing And you're proud that you're a self-made man And your friends they all come crawling Slap you on the back and say Please, please
Yeah I don't know why I came here tonight I got the feeling that something ain't right I'm so scared in case I'll fall off my chair And I'm wondering how I'll get down the stairs Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right, here I am Stuck in the middle with you
Yes I'm stuck in the middle with you Stuck in the middle with you Here I am stuck in the middle with you
Oh, I've sung it all tonight Almost ev'ry story that I know And now when they turn out those spotlights Ya' know, I'm never sure, where I'm s'posed to go
And I get so hoarse that I can't hit the high notes It's just a whisper, way down low But when... you sing from the inside Ya' know ya' hope that something shows......
And that... is... why.... Yes, you are the only song, the only song I need You're my laughter, and you're my lonely song You're the harvest; yes you're the seed And you're my first and my final song For you own me indeed Oh yes, oh yes Yes, after all is said and done You're the one song that I need
I have sung my songs to silence To empty clubs and crowded bars I've even sung my songs to standing rooms And I'll sing 'em, I'll sing 'em, to the stars And all the faces, they all fade together The applause, it's gone so fast And the story of every darkened stage Is that this glory, this glory will not last
And that... is... why.... Yes after all is said and done You're the one song that I need
