Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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You're In The Doghouse Now Composer(s): Ned Claflin; Mike Kernan; Jeff Lass; Andy Paley Performer(s): Brenda Lee
You wore out your welcome mat You used to be the cat's meow You're in the doghouse now You're such a handsome hound You'll wind up in the pound All you can say is bow-wow-wow You're in the doghouse now It was grand yes, it was swell But you bit the hand That fed you so well I hate a dog who begs With his tail between his legs Find a new place to bum your chow Who's in the doghouse now? On the town Out on the trail Don't come 'round Go chase your own tail I heard from Socrates "Sleep with dog Wake up with fleas" I never liked you anyhow You're in the doghouse now You're in the doghouse now You're in the doghouse now Down, boy
A Giant Step From "Bye Bye Birdie" Composer(s): Charles Strouse - Lee Adams
I took a giant step! I'm mighty proud of me Today, I am the man I had to be Those apron strings at last are cut It's like I grew some wings And flew out of my Oedipal rut I leaped a giant leap! I made the winning play It ain't July, but hey It's Independence Day! No more 'Sonny Boy' It's 'Mister Albert P.' I took a giant step A self reliant step A brave defiant step and I'm free! I climbed a giant peak A daring thing to do I'm way up high, oh Rosie What a view! I see the future and it's bright It's no more 'Mama anything you say' From morning till night I took a giant step! A wimpy kid no more You never saw a turnaround like this before It's just one small step for mankind But for me It was a forceful step, a most resourceful step A bold and brassy step A sassy, classy step A self reliant step A brave defiant step I took a giant step And I'm free
You're In My Heart Composer(s): Rod Stewart Performer(s): Rod Stewart; and various other artists
I didn't know what day it was
when you walked into the room I said 'hello' unnoticed; you said goodbye too soon Breezin' thr' the clientele, spinnin yarns that were so lyrical I really must confess right here, that the attraction was purely physical I took all those habits of yours, which in the beginning were hard to accept Your fashion sense for Beardsley prints, I put down to experience The redheaded lasy with a dutch accent who tried to change my point of view Her ad lib lines were well rehearsed, but my heart poured out for you
You're in my heart, you're in my soul You'll be my breath should I grow old You are my lover, you're my best friend You're in my soul
My love for your is immeasurable, my respect for you: immense You're ageless, timeless, lace and fineness, you're beauty and elegance You're rhapsody, a comedy, you're a symphony and a play You're every love song ever written, but honey what do you see in me?
You're in my heart, you're in my soul You'll be my breath should I grow old You are my lover, you're my best friend You're in my soul
You're an essay in glamour Please pardon the grammar but you're every schoolboy's dream You're Celtic united, but baby I've decided you're the best team I've ever seen And there have been many a day, many times I thought to leave But I bite my lip and turn around 'Cause you're the warmest thing I ever found
You're in my heart, you're in my soul You'll be my breath should I grow old You are my lover, you're my best friend You're in my soul
You're in my heart, you're in my soul You'll be my breath should I grow old You are my lover, you're my best friend You're in my soul
(You're) Having My Baby Composer(s): Paul Anka Performer(s): Paul Anka; Ray Conniff
Having my baby what a lovely way of saying how much you love me Having my baby what a lovely way of saying what you're thinking of me I can see it Your face is glowing I can see it in your eyes I'm happy in knowing...
That your having my baby you're the woman I love and I love what it's doing to you Having my baby you're a woman in love and I love what's going through you The need inside you I see it showing Oh, the seed inside you baby do you feel it growing Are you happy in knowing...
That you're having my baby I'm a woman in love and I love what it's doing to me Having my baby I'm a woman in love and I love what's going through me Didn't have to keep it Wouldn't put you through it You could have swept it from your life but you wouldn't do it No, you wouldn't do it...
And you're having my baby I'm a woman in love and I love what it's doing to me Having my baby I'm a woman in love and I love what's going through me
You're Gonna Miss Me Composer(s): Eddie Curtis Performer(s): Connie Francis
One kiss, one little sigh That's all you gave me when you said goodbye But someday baby, someday darlin' You're gonna miss me
Uum-uum-uum
Long gone is your caress And with it, all my happiness But someday baby, someday darlin' You're gonna miss me
Oh-oh-oh, yes
One of these nights you'll wake up cryin' But I won't be there to comfort you You'll turn on the lights, but you'll go on cryin' 'Cause only my true love can chase away your blues
Oh-oh, yes, you're gonna learn I'm not the only one whose heart will burn 'Cause someday baby, someday darlin' You're gonna miss me Miss me, miss me, miss me Someday baby, someday darlin' You're gonna miss me Oh-oh-oh-h, yes
A Gal In Calico Composer(s): Leo Robin - Arthur Schwartz First performance by: Dennis Morgan, Jack Carson, Sally Sweetland - 1946 Covered by multiple other artists
I met a gal in Calico down in Santa Fe Used to be her Sunday beau 'Til I rode away Do I want her Do I want her love Yes-sir-ree Will I win her Will I win her love Wait and see
Workin' with the rodeo Go from town to town See most every kind of gal Every kind they got But who makes my heart sing Yip-ee-aye, Yip-ee-o My little gal in Calico
(You can have your gal Dressed in silk and satin Tose who dress to shape And crepe to shiek Take your pretty gal To go around Manhattan Thinking they look well in velveteen When they're at the table We're not able To imagine how they look)
I'm just a country boy And my country boy Knows a fancy cover Doesn't make a fancy book
(No, the fancy cover Doesn't make the book)
I'll take my gal in Calico (Calico) Down in Santa Fe (Santa Fe, Santa Fe) I guess I better let her know That I feel this way
Is she waitin' Is she waitin' She better be Am I hopin' To be ropin' her Yes-sir-ree
Gonna quit the rodeo (Rodeo) Gonna settle down Buy a bow in Calico For a wedding gown Then will I fetch her in Yip-ee-aye, Yip-ee-o My little gal in Calico (Yip-ee-aye, Yip-ee-o) (Little gal, Calico)
You're Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go Composer(s): Bob Dylan Performer(s): Bob Dylan; and various other artists
I've seen love go by my door It's never been this close before Never been so easy or so slow Been shooting in the dark too long When somethin's not right it's wrong Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go
Dragon clouds so high above I've only known careless love It's always hit me from below. This time around it's more correct Right on target, so direct Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go
Purple clover, Queen Anne lace Crimson hair across your face You could make me cry if you don't know Can't remember what I was thinkin' of You might be spoilin' me too much, love Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go
Flowers on the hillside, bloomin' crazy Crickets talkin' back and forth in rhyme Blue river runnin' slow and lazy I could stay with you forever And never realize the time
Situations have ended sad Relationships have all been bad Mine've been like Verlaine's and Rimbaud But there's no way I can compare All those scenes to this affair Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go
Yer gonna make me wonder what I'm doin' Stayin' far behind without you Yer gonna make me wonder what I'm sayin' Yer gonna make me give myself a good talkin' to
I'll look for you in old Honolulu San Francisco, Ashtabula Yer gonna have to leave me now, I know But I'll see you in the sky above In the tall grass, in the ones I love Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go
A Fun Bunch Of Guys From Outer Space Composer(s): Ron Mael - Russell Mael Performer(s): Sparks
We're a fun bunch of guys And we come from outer space On the planet where we're from War is even fun We're a fun bunch of guys We're a fun bunch of guys Here to infiltrate and get a tan We arrived here from the sky On that cream pie parked outside We're a fun bunch of guys We're a fun bunch of guys We speak English real good On our TV's in the sky Your reruns come in fine We're a fun bunch of guys
You're Gonna Love Yourself (In The Morning) Composer(s): Donnie Fritts Performer(s): Kris Kristofferson; and various other artists
Heaven knows that someone has abused you I guess that's why you think I'm gonna use you You say you'll hate yourself in the morning Cause you'll wake up and find me gone
But if you give me just one more chance I can prove you wrong
Chorus
You're gonna love yourself in the morning Cause I'm gonna love you all night long You're gonna love yourself in the mor...ning And every morning from now on
I know what you're thinking I don't blame you It's gonna take a whole lot of love just to change you When you wake up in the morning, you're gonna feel like a different girl And you will see ... that it can be such a beautiful world ....
A Full-Time Job Composer(s): Jerry Teiffer Performer(s): Eddy Arnold and multiple other artists
I want a full-time job making love to you I'll do anything you want me to But if you have no plan to use a full-time man A part-time job will do
I want a life time job being close to you Making all your dreams come true But if your heart don't throb about a full-time job A part-time job will do
You wouldn't have to pay me A nickel or a dime As long as you would let me Get in a little bit of overtime
I want a full-time job holding hands with you I think you'd kinda like it too Don't want a part-time job I want a full-time job But a part-time job will do
You wouldn't have to pay me A nickel or a dime As long as you would let me Get in a little bit of overtime
I want a full-time job holding hands with you I think you'd kinda like it too Don't want a part-time job I want a full-time job But a part-time job will do
You're Gonna Lose That Girl Composer(s): John Lennon; Paul McCartney Performer(s): The Beatles
You're gonna lose that girl (Yes, Yes, You're gonna lose that girl) You're gonna lose that girl (Yes, Yes, You're gonna lose that girl)
If you don't take her out tonight She's gonna change her mind (She's gonna change her mind) And I will take her out tonight And I will treat her kind (I'm gonna treat her kind)
You're gonna lose that girl (Yes, Yes, You're gonna lose that girl) You're gonna lose that girl (Yes, Yes, You're gonna lose that girl)
If you don't treat her right, my friend You're gonna find her gone (You're gonna find her gone) 'cause I will treat her right, and then You'll be the lonely one (You're not the only one)
You're gonna lose that girl (Yes, Yes, You're gonna lose that girl) You're gonna lose that girl (Yes, Yes, You're gonna lose that girl) You're gonna lose that girl (Yes, Yes, You're gonna lose that girl)
I'll make a point Of taking her away from you, yeah (watch what you do) The way you treat her what else can I do?
You're gonna lose that girl (Yes, Yes, You're gonna lose that girl) You're gonna lose that girl (Yes, Yes, You're gonna lose that girl) You're gonna lose that girl (Yes, Yes, You're gonna lose that girl)
I'll make a point Of taking her away from you, yeah (watch what you do) The way you treat her what else can I do?
If you don't take her out tonight She's going to change her mind (She's gonna change her mind) And I will take her out tonight And I will treat her kind (I'm gonna treat her kind)
You're gonna lose that girl (Yes, Yes, You're gonna lose that girl) You're gonna lose that girl (Yes, Yes, You're gonna lose that girl) You're gonna lose that girl (Yes, Yes, You're gonna lose that girl)
A frog went a-courtin' and he did ride, M-hm, M-hm A frog went a-courtin' and he did ride Sword and pistol by his side, M-hm, M-hm
He rode up to Miss Mousie's door, M-hm, M-hm He rode up to Miss Mousie's door Where he'd often been before, M-hm, M-hm
He said, "Miss Mouse, are you within?" M-hm, M-hm He said, "Miss Mouse, are you within?" "Yes, kind sir, I sit and spin, "M-hm, M-hm
He took Miss Mouse upon his knee, M-hm, M-hm He took Miss Mouse upon his knee Said "Miss Mouse, will you marry me?" M-hm, M-hm
"Without my Uncle Rat's consent, M-hm, M-hm Without my Uncle Rat's consent I wouldn't marry the President, "M-hm, M-hm
Uncle Rat, he laughed and shook his fat sides, M-hm, M-hm Uncle Rat, he laughed and shook his fat sides To think his niece would be a bride, M-hm, M-hm
Then Uncle Rat rode off to town, M-hm, M-hm Then Uncle Rat rode off to town To buy his niece a wedding gown, M-hm, M-hm
"Oh, where will the wedding supper be?" M-hm, M-hm "Oh where will the wedding supper be?" "Way down yonder in the hollow tree, "M-hm, M-hm
The first to come was the little white moth, M-hm, M-hm The first to come was the little white moth She spread out the tablecloth, M-hm, M-hm
The next to come was the bumblebee, M-hm, M-hm The next to come was the bumblebee Played the fiddle upon his knee, M-hm, M-hm
The next to come was a little flea, M-hm, M-hm The next to come was a little flea Danced a jig with the bumblebee, M-hm, M-hm
The next to come was Missus Cow, M-hm, M-hm The next to come was Missus Cow Tried to dance but didn't know how, M-hm, M-hm
Now Mister Frog was dressed in green, M-hm, M-hm Now Mister Frog was dressed in green Sweet Miss Mouse looked like a queen, M-hm, M-hm
In slowly walked the Parson Rook, M-hm, M-hm In slowly walked the Parson Rook Under his arm he carried a book, M-hm, M-hm
They all gathered round the lucky pair, M-hm, M-hm They all gathered round the lucky pair Singing, dancing everywhere, M-hm, M-hm
Then Frog and Mouse went off to France, M-hm, M-hm Then Frog and Mouse went off to France That's the end of my romance, M-hm, M-hm
You're Gettting To Be A Habit With Me Composer(s): Al Dubin; Harry Warren Performer(s): Frank Sinatra; and various other artists
Every kiss, every hug seems to act just like a drug You're getting to be a habit with me Let me stay in your arms I'm addicted to your charms
You're getting to be a habit with me I used to think your love was something I could take or leave alone But now I couldn't do without my supply I need you for my own
Oh, I can't break away I must have you everyday as regularly as coffee or tea You've got me in your clutches and I can't break free
You're Driving Me Out Of My Mind Composer(s): Beeb Birtles; Graham Goble Performer(s): Little River Band
Feeling bluesy, you know you do confuse me all night I sit at home, alone and wonder if you're all right I count the hours and lie awake until you return And search my mind with overtime I've so much to learn
Well I gave you everything from the depths of my heart From the day you took my ring we drifted apart I have one thing more to say "You're driving me out of my mind"
So alone, the home we had has turned out its lights I walk the floor and wonder who is sharing your nights And all around, your sound, your thoughts are ever so near It's hard to take, this wait I'm always wanting you here
Well I gave you everything from the depths of my heart From the day you took my ring we drifted apart I have one thing more to say "You're driving me out of my mind" Though it may be hard to see If you change your mind, will you know just where I'll be If you ever need me
Feeling bluesy, you know you do confuse me all night I sit at home, alone and wonder if you're all right And all around, your sound Your thoughts are ever so near It's hard to take, this wait I'm always waiting to here
Well I gave you everything from the depths of my heart From the day you took my ring we drifted apart I have one thing more to say "You're driving me out of my mind"
I'm out of my mind You're driving me out of my mind You're driving me out of my mind
You're Driving Me Crazy Composer(s): Walter Donaldson Performer(s): Guy Lombardo; and various other artists
You left me sad and lonely Why did you leave me lonely? For here's a heart that's only For nobody but you!
I'm burning like a flame, dear Oh, I'll never be the same, dear I'll always place the blame, dear On nobody but you
Yes, you You're driving me crazy! What did I do? What did I do? My tears for you Make everything hazy Clouding the skies of blue
How true Were the friends who were near me to cheer me Believe me, they knew! But you Were the kind who would hurt me, desert me When I needed you!
Yes, you! You're driving me crazy! What did I do to you?
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As recorded by Don Redman:
Spoken: (Hey, you guys there, let's get together there Why, you'se enough to drive a man crazy! What's the matter, can't we get this thing? What do you say we go there, huh? Pick out a song!)
You! You're driving me crazy! What did I do? Oh, what did I do? My tears for you make everything hazy, Clouding the skies of blue!
How true! Were the friends who were near me to cheer me Believe me, they knew But you! Were the kind who would hurt me, desert me when I needed you!
Yes, you! You're driving me crazy! What did I do to you?