A Little Is Enough
Composer(s): Pete Townshend
Performer(s): Pete Townshend; Raphael Rudd; The Who



They say that love often passes in a second
And you can never catch it up
So I'm hanging on to you as though eternity beckon
But it's clear that the match is rough
Common sense's tell me not to try'n continue
But I'm after a piece of that diamond in you
So keep an eye open
My spirit ain't broken
Your love is so incredible
Your body so edible
You give me an overdose of love
Just a little is enough

I'm like a connoisseur of champagne cognac
The perfume nearly beats the taste
I eat an oyster and I feel the contact
But more than one would be a waste
Some people want an endless line that's true
But all I have is a little time with you
A smile sets me reeling
A kiss feel like stealing
Your love is like heroin
This addict is mellowing
I can't pretend that I'm tough
Just a little is enough

Just like a sailor heading into the seas
There's a gale blowing in my face
The high winds scare me but I need the breeze
And I can't head for any other place
Life would seem so easy on the other tack
But even a hurricane won't turn me back
You might be an island
On the distant horizon
But the little I see
Looks like heaven to me
I don't care if the ocean gets rough
Just a little is enough

Common sense's tell me not to try'n continue
But I'm after a piece of that diamond in you
So keep an eye open
My spirit ain't broken
Your love is so incredible
Your body so edible
You give me an overdose of love
A little is enough

Hot Dog
Composer(s): Mark Barkan; Ritchie Adams
Performer(s): The Archies



Hot Dog
Life is tastin' pretty good
Oh yeah (oh yeah)
Hot Dog
'Cause you love me like you should
Oh yeah (oh yeah)
So put some mustard on my roll
'Cause you're barking up my soul

Hot Dog
Feel like kickin' up my heels
Oh yeah (oh yeah)
Hot Dog (hot dog)
Oh how good your kissin' feels
Oh yeah (oh yeah)
So wag your tail and let me know
Just how much you love me so
Hot Dog

I like to see you walk
(Hot Dog)
I like to hear you talk
(Hot Dog)
I really relish you
(Hot Dog)
Who could embellish you?
(Hot Dog)
Who could embellish you?

Hot Dog

So put some mustard on my roll
'Cause you're barking up my soul
Hot Dog

I like to see you walk
(Hot Dog)
I like to hear you talk
(Hot Dog)
I really relish you
(Hot Dog)
Who could embellish you?
(Hot Dog)
Who could embellish you?

Hot Dog
Hot Dog
Hot Dog ...

A Little In Love
Composer(s): Alan Tarney
Performer(s): Cliff Richard



It's been so long you say you've had fun
And you've been happy with the things you've done
Now you feel strange and a little unreal
Well I can understand the way you feel
You're just a little in love just a little
You're just a little in love just a little

Well I can see what's happenin' to you 
You feel alone but it's just not true
And there's one thing you oughta know ooh ooh
I need you so
I'm just a little in love just a little
I'm just a little in love just a little

You say you're willing to learn
You need a friend a friend who will help you
'Cos you're just a little in love woh yeah
A little in love you are a little in love
With someone - you're just like me
Like me you're a little in love woh yeah a little in love

You know sometime you look somewhere
You're not alone but there's no-one there
No-one to turn to
No-one to see
The way you're feelin' you're just like me
You're just a little in love just a little
You're just a little in love just a little

You say you're willing to learn
You need a friend a friend who will help you
'Cos you're just a little in love woh yeah
A little in love you are a little in love
With someone - you're just like me
Like me you're in love woh yeah a little in love

You're in love - woh yeah
A little in love you are
A little in love with someone you're just like me
Like me you're in love... 

Hot Dog
Composer(s): Jimmy Page; Robert Plant
Performer(s): Led Zeppelin;
and various other artists



Awwwwww, hot dog

Well I, well I, well I just got into town today
To find my girl who's gone away
She took the Greyhound at the general store
I searched myself, I searched the town
When I finally did sit down
I find myself no wiser than before

She said we couldn't do no wrong
No other love could be so strong
She locked up my heart in her bottom drawer
Now she took my heart, she took my keys
From in my old blue dungarees
And I'll never go to Texas anymore

Now my baby's gone I don't know what to do
She took my love and walked right out the door
And if I ever find that girl I know one thing for sure
I'm gonna give her something like she never had before

I took her love at seventeen
A little late these days it seems
But they said heaven is well worth waiting for
I took her word, I took it all
Beneath the sign that said U-Haul
She left angels hangin' round for more, ah go!

Well, now my baby's gone I don't know what to do
She took my love and walked right out the door
And if I ever find that girl I know one thing for sure
I'm gonna give her something like she never had before

I thought I had it all sewn up
Our love, a plot, a pick-up truck
But folks said she was after something more
I never did quite understand
All that talk about rockin' bands
But they just rolled my doll right out the door
Ooh yeah, they just rolled my doll right out the door
Well, they just rolled my doll right out the door

A Little Good News
Composer(s): Charles Black - Rory Bourke - Thomas Rocco
Performer(s): Anne Murray; BR5-49; Indigo Girls



I rolled out this morning
Kids had the morning news show on
Bryant Gumbel was talkin' 'bout the fighting in Lebanon
Some senator was squawkin' 'bout the bad economy
It's gonna get worse you see, we need a change in policy
There's a local paper rolled up in a rubber band
One more sad story's one more than I can stand
Just once how I'd like to see the headline say
"Not much to print today, can't find nothin' bad to say", because
Nobody robbed a liquor store on the lower part of town
Nobody OD'ed, nobody burned a single building down
Nobody fired a shot in anger, nobody had to die in vain
We sure could use a little good news todayI'll come home this evening
I'll bet that the news will be the same
Somebody takes a hostage, somebody steals a plane
How I wanna hear the anchor man talk about a county fair
And how we cleaned up the air, how everybody learned to care
Whoa, tell me
Nobody was assassinated in the whole Third World today
And in the streets of Ireland, all the children had to do was play
And everybody loves everybody in the good old USA
We sure could use a little good news today
Nobody robbed a liquor store on the lower part of town
Nobody OD'ed, nobody burned a single building down ...

Nobody fired a shot in anger, nobody had to die in vain
We sure could use a little good news today 

Hot Dog
Composer(s): Jerry Leiber; Mike Stoller
Performer(s): Elvis Presley



Hot dog, you say you're really comin' back
Hot dog, I'm waitin' at the railroad track
Hot dog, you say you're comin' home for good
Hot dog, I'm goin' keep on knockin' wood
And baby I can hardly wait
I'm gonna meet you at the gate, hot dog

I fell in love with you and then you went away
But now you're comin' home to stay
Hot dog, soon ev'rything will be all right
Hot dog, we're gonna have a ball tonight
I got a pocketful of dimes
It's gonna be just like old times, hot dog

You went away and ev'ry day was misery
But now you're comin' back to me
Hot dog, my heart is gonna go insane
Hot dog, when you come walkin' off the train
You knop how lonely I have been
But when that Santa Fe pulls in, hot dog, baby, hot dog

A Little Fish In A Big Pond
Composer(s): Irving Berlin
Performer(s): Eddie Albert & Mary McCarty



Horace:
A little fish in a big pond has plenty of room to swim
But swimming around are big fish all ready to pounce on him

Back to his little pond he starts to roam
The little fish spreads his fins and begins to swim back home

That's me, a little fish in a big pond, all wrong
That's me, a little fish where a little fish don't belong

A little man in a big town gets butterflies in his dome
I'm ready to spread my fin and begin to swim back home
To the little pond where a little fish and a little man belong

Maisie:
A little fish in a big pond has gotta have lots of heart
For swimming around are big fish, but if he's the least bit smart

Back to his little pond he doesn't go
The little fish spreads his fins and begins to grow, grow, grow

That's you, a little fish in a big pond, all right
Me too, a little fish, but we gotta stand up and fight

A little man in a big town don't have to get out and roam
Stop taking it on the chin and begin to feel at home
In the bigger pond where the bigger fish and the bigger men belong

Hot Dog
Composer(s): Buck Owens; Danny Dedmon
Performer(s): Corky Jones (aka Buck Owens);
and various other artists



Well, my baby works in a hot dog stand
A-making them hot dogs as fast as she can
Up steps a cat and yells don't be slow
And get me two hot dogs ready to go

Hot dog, she's my baby
Hot dog, drives me crazy
Hot dog, I don't mean maybe
Well, you oughta see my baby at the hot dog stand

Well, in the cool of the evening when the sun goes down
All the chicks and the cats all gather around
They order hot dogs and red soda pop
Then head down the road to a hep cat hop

Hot dog, she's my baby
Hot dog, drives me crazy
Hot dog, don't mean maybe
Well, you oughta see my baby at the hot dog stand

Well, I'm a-waiting for my baby every night at twelve
She closes up the shop and then we lose ourselves
At a hep cat hop, in a crazy way
We're a-doin' the bop till the break of day

Hot dog, she's my baby
Hot dog, drives me crazy
Hot dog, I don't mean maybe
Well, you oughta see my baby at the hot dog stand

Hot dog, she's my baby
Hot dog, drives me crazy
Hot dog, I don't mean maybe
Well, you oughta see my baby at the hot dog stand

Hot dog
Hot dog
Hot dog
Hot dog
Hot dog
Hot dog

A Little Breeze
Performer(s): The Supremes



We'll laugh 'till the tears start falling
Love 'till a new love's calling
Talk 'till it seems we've said it all before

But when my words no longer reach you
When I've nothing left to teach you
I'll let a little breeze blow me out the door

We'll kiss away each others sorrow
Live as though there's no tomorrow
It would we can give until there's nothing more
But when I ask and you refuse me
'Cause you don't care if you should lose me
I'll let a little breeze blow me out the door

You know that I'll never leave you
While I know that I still please you
And perhaps our love will last forever more

But if there are tears I must cry them
And you no longer want to dry them
I'll let a little breeze blow me out the door
I'll let a little breeze blow me out the door

Hot Diggity (Dog Ziggity Boom)
Composer(s): Al Hoffman; Dick Manning
Performer(s): Perry Como;
Michael Holiday; Stargazers



Chorus:
Oh, hot diggity, dog ziggity, boom what you do to me
It's so new to me, what you do to me
Hot diggity, dog ziggity, boom what you do to me
When you're holding me tight

Never dreamed anybody could kiss thattaway
Bring me bliss thattaway, what a kiss thattaway
What a wonderful feelin' to feel thattaway
Tell me where have you been all my life

Chorus

Never knew that my heart could go "zing" thattaway
Ting-a-ling thattaway, make me sing thattaway
Said "goodbye" to my troubles, they went thattaway
Ever since you came into my life

Chorus

There's a cute little cottage for two thattaway
Skies are blue thattaway, dreams come true thattaway
If you say I can share it with you thattaway
I'll be happy the rest of my life

Chorus

Oh, hot diggity, dog ziggity, boom what you do to me
How my future will shine
Hot diggity, dog ziggity, boom what you do to me
From the moment you're mine

Hot dog!!

A Little Boogie Woogie In The Back Of My Mind
Composer(s): Eddie Seago - Gary Glitter - Mike Leander
First release by: Gary Glitter - 1977
Covered by: Shakin' Stevens - 1987



(A little boogie woogie) ah ha
(A little boogie woogie)
(A little boogie woogie) all right (yeah, yeah, yeah)
All right tonight's the night
Tonight I've made my mind up
It's time to get it right
Just like we did before
Tonight's the night all right
And though I know you ain't quite sure
You're getting all excited 'cause you don't know what's in store

So what you've got to do
Is keep our little secret
Do what I tell you to
And leave the rest to me
I'm guaranteeing you
When I get in this kind of mood
I've got a little something I can introduce to you

(A little boogie woogie) ah ha
(A little boogie woogie)
(A little boogie woogie) all right (yeah, yeah)
'Cause when I'm inclined I usually find
A little boogie woogie in the back of my mind
'Cause when I'm inclined I know I can find
A little boogie woogie in the back of my mind

Hey today's the day I lay it on the line
The way to make you stay and keep me company
It's time to get my way 'cause night time is the right time
And when I'm feeling fine I like my action guaranteed

All right tonight's the night
I can't wait any longer
I'm turning out the light and locking up that door
You might put up a fight
But you'll be crying out for more
When you'll be getting what you really came here looking for

(A little boogie woogie) ah ha
(A little boogie woogie)
(A little boogie woogie) all right
'Cause when I'm inclined I usually find
A little boogie woogie in the back of my mind
'Cause when I'm inclined I know I can find
A little boogie woogie in the back of my mind

All right tonight's the night
I can't wait any longer
I'm turning out the light and locking up that door
You might put up a fight
But you'll be crying out for more
When you'll be getting what you really came here looking for

(A little boogie woogie) ah ha
(A little boogie woogie)
(A little boogie woogie) all right every night
'Cause when I'm inclined I usually find
A little boogie woogie in the back of my mind
'Cause when I'm inclined I know I can find
A little boogie woogie in the back of my mind

'Cause when I'm inclined I usually find
A little boogie woogie in the back of my mind
'Cause when I'm inclined I know I can find
A little boogie woogie in the back of my mind
A little boogie woogie, woogie boogie woogie
A little boogie woogie in the back of my mind
A little boogie woogie, woogie boogie woogie
A little boogie woogie in the back of my mind
A little boogie woogie, woogie boogie woogie
A little boogie woogie in the back of my mind ...

Hot Child In The City
Composer(s): Nick Gilder; Jimmy McCulloch
Performer(s): Nick Gilder;
The Coal Porters; Hagfish; Anthony Tyler



Danger in the shape of somethin' wild
Stranger dressed in black, she's a hungry child
No one knows who she is or what her name is
I don't know where she came from or what her game is

(Hot child in the city)
(Hot child in the city)
(Runnin' wild and lookin' pretty)
(Hot child in the city)

So young to be loose and on her own
Young boys, they all want to take her home
She goes downtown, the boys all stop and stare
When she goes downtown, she walks like she just don't care, care

(Hot child in the city)
(Hot child in the city)
(Runnin' wild and lookin' pretty)
Yeah
(Hot child in the city)

Come on down to my place, baby
We'll talk about love
Come on down to my place, woman
We'll make love!

Hot child in the city
(Hot child in the city)
She's kinda dangerous
(Hot child in the city)
Young child
(Runnin' wild and lookin' pretty)
Young child, runnin' wild
(Hot child in the city)
Hot child in the city
(Hot child in the city)
(Hot child in the city)
(Hot child in the city)
Hot child in the city
(Hot child in the city)
Hot child in the city
(Hot child in the city)

A Little Bitty Tear
Composer(s): Hank Cochran
First release by: Burl Ives - 1961
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1961 - Die Ene Kleine Traan (Bobbejaan Schoepen)
1962 - En Lille-Bitte Tåre (Helle Wilke)
1969 - Une Petite Larme M'a Trahi (Claude François)



A little bitty tear let me down, spoiled my act as a clown
I had it made up not make a frown, but a little bitty tear let me down

You said you were leaving tomorrow
That today was our last day
I said there'd be no sorrow, that I'd laugh when you walked away

A little bitty tear let me down, spoiled my act as a clown
I had it made up not make a frown, but a little bitty tear let me down

I said I'd laugh when you left me
Pull a funny as you went out the door
That I'd have another waiting
And I'd wave goodbye as you go

A little bitty tear let me down, spoiled my act as a clown
I had it made up not make a frown, but a little bitty tear let me down

Everything went like a planned it
And really put on quite a show
In my heart I felt I could stand it
Till you walked with your *grip* through the door
A little bitty tear let me down, spoiled my act as a clown
I had it made up not make a frown, but a little bitty tear let me down

A little bitty tear let me down

Hot Buttered Rum
Composer(s): Tommy Thompson
Performer(s): Mary Chapin Carpenter;
and various other artists



When chimney smoke hangs still and low 
across the stubbled fields of snow
And angry skies reach down and seize the sorry blackened bones of trees
In the dead of winter when the silent snowbirds come
You're my sweet maple sugar,honey, hot buttered rum

When dreary Christmas decorations line the streets and filling stations
And dime store Santas can't disguise their empty hands and empty eyes
In the dead of winter when the tinsel angels come
You're my sweet maple sugar, honey, hot buttered rum

When gloves and boots and woolen parkas bring cold comfort to the heart
And bitter memories freeze the tongue and words of love are left unsung
In the dead of winter when the cold feelings come
You're my sweet maple sugar, oney, hot buttered rum

A Little Bit Off The Top
Performer(s): Harry Bedford



Brown's a very old friend of mine
Once I went to his house to dine
Some of the aristocracy were there
Ev'ryone of 'em thought me "great"
And said, when they saw me lick my plate
That I must be an American millionaire
The waiter came into the room with a beautiful lump of pork
And though I'd "wolfed" enough to feed a town
I thought I'd like a sample of the crackling and the gravy
So I loosened out my vest and said to Brown

Carve a little bit off the top for me! for me!
Just a little bit off the top for me! for me!
Saw me off a yard or two, I'll tell you when to stop
All I want is a little bit off the top!

Once I made up my mind to roam
And spend a week by the briny foam
I'd never been far away from home before
Ev'ryone of the family
Were sorry indeed to part with me
They all love Willie, especially ma-in-law
They all came up and asked me for a lock of my golden hair
I clipped 'em from the back and from the side
At last I asked the missus which particular bit she fancied
And she rubbed her nose and lovingly replied

Tear a little bit off the top for me! for me!
Just a little bit off the top for me! for me!
I'll fix it on the copperstick and use it for a mop
All I want is a little bit off the top!

Hot Burrito #2
Composer(s): Gram Parsons; Chris Ethridge
Performer(s): The Flying Burrito Brothers;
and various other artists



Yes, you loved me and you sold my clothes
I love you, but that's the way that it goes
So it goes
Yes, you know how I feel
So it goes
It just couldn't be real

And we know it's wrong
And I don't think it's gonna go on
When I come home carrying my shoes
I've been waiting to tell you some news
And you want me home all night
And you don't want another fight
But you better love
Find some love
You better love me, Jesus Christ

Yes, you loved me and you sold all my clothes
I love you, baby, but that's the way that it goes
So it goes
I guess you know how I feel
So it goes
Yes, it couldn't be real

And you want me home all night
You just don't want another fight
But you better love
Find some love
Love me baby, Jesus Christ

A Little Bit Of Soap
((French Version: Ne T'en Fais Pas Mon Vieux (by Richard Anthony) - 1962))
Composer(s): Bert Russell
First release by: The Jarmels - 1961
Covered by multiple other artists



A little bit of soap will wash away your lipstick on my face
But a little bit of soap will never never never ever erase
The pain in my heart and my eyes as I go through the lonely years
A little bit of soap will never wash away my tears
Mmm, a little bit of soap will wash away your powder from my chin
A little bit of soap will never never never ever begin
To take away the hurt that I feel as I go through the lonely years
A little bit of soap will never wash away my tears, mmm, mmm, mmm
Have you heard when love begins to die it leaves someone to cry night and Day?
Like a bird, you left your robin's nest and-a just like all the rest you flew away
Mmm, a little bit of soap will take away your perfume eventually
But a little bit of soap will never wash away the memory
Of your name in the night that I call through the lonely years
A little bit of soap will never wash away my tears
I'll never lose the memory of your name in the night that I call through the lonely years
A little bit of soap will never wash away my tears
Mmm, a little bit of soap-a will never wash away my tears

Mmm, it's gonna never, never, never, uh-huh, wash away my tears 

Hot Burrito #1 (aka I'm Your Toy)
Composer(s): Gram Parsons; Chris Ethridge
Performer(s): The Flying Burrito Brothers;
and various other artists



You may be sweet and nice
But that won't keep you warm at night
'Cause I'm the one who showed you how
To do the things you're doing now

He may feel all your charms
He may hold you in his arms
But I'm the one who let you in
I was right beside you in the end

Once upon a time
You let me feel you deep inside
But nobody knew, nobody saw
Do you remember the way you cried

I'm your toy, I'm your old boy
But I don't want no one but you to love me
No, I wouldn't lie
You know I'm not that kind of guy

Once upon a time
You let me feel you deep inside
But nobody knew, nobody saw
Do you remember the way you cried

I'm your toy, I'm your old boy
But I don't want no one but you to love me
No, I wouldn't lie
You know I'm not that kind of guy

Ne T'en Fais Pas, Mon Vieux
((Adapted from: A Little Bit Of Soap (by The Jarmels) - 1961))
Composer(s): Bert Russell - Richard Anthony - André Salvet
Performer(s): Richard Anthony - 1962



Ne t'en fais pas, mon vieux
Tout ça n'est pas très sérieux
Tu verras
Ne t'en fais pas, mon vieux
Ta peine, ta peine, tu dois l'apaiser
Ton coeur est blessé
Et tes yeux ont pleuré un bonheur passé

Ne t'en fais pas, mon vieux
Pour toi, demain tout ira mieux
Ne t'en fais pas, mon vieux
T'es pas le premier qui pleure ses amours
Ne t'en fais pas, mon vieux
Espère, espère oublier un jour
Tu n'as que dix-huit ans, tu le sais
Ce n'est pas le moment de pleurer
Ne t'en fais pas, mon vieux
Et sèche les larmes de tes yeux bleus

Tu lui as dit «Je t'aimerai pour la vie»
Mais maintenant, tu vois, c'est fini
Je sais bien que tu méritais pas ça
Mais puisqu'elle n'est plus là
Ne t'en fais pas, non, ne t'en fais pas, mon vieux
Que son parfum s'envole avec le vent
Ne t'en fais pas, mon vieux
Et pense que tu n'as que dix-huit ans
Le soleil, le printemps
Brilleront, tu seras heureux
Ne t'en fais pas, mon vieux
Et sèche les larmes de tes yeux bleus
Oui, pense que tu n'as que dix-huit ans
Le printemps reviendra, tu seras heureux

Ne t'en fais pas mon vieux
Et sèche les larmes de tes yeux bleus

Ne t'en fais pas mon vieux
Et sèche les larmes de tes yeux bleus

Ne t'en fais pas mon vieux
Et sèche les larmes de tes yeux bleus

Ne t'en fais pas mon vieux
Et sèche les larmes de tes yeux bleus

Hot Blooded
Composer(s): Lou Gramm; Mick Jones
Performer(s): Foreigner



Well

Chorus:
I'm hot blooded, check it and see, I got a fever of a hundred and three
Come on baby, do you do more than dance? I'm hot blooded, I'm hot blooded

You don't have to read my mind, to know what I have in mind
Honey you oughta know
Now you move so fine, let me lay it on the line
I wanna know what you're doin' after the show

Now it's up to you, we can make a secret rendezvous
Just me and you, I'll show you lovin' like you never knew

That's why - chorus

If it feels alright, maybe you can stay all night, shall I leave you my key?
But you've got to give me a sign, come on girl, some kind of sign
Tell me, are you hot mama, you sure look that way to me

Are you old enough, will you be ready when I call your bluff?
Is my timing right, did you save your love for me tonight?

Yeah I'm hot blooded, check it and see, feel the fever burning inside of me
Come on baby, do you do more than dance? I'm hot blooded, I'm hot blooded

Now it's up to you, can we make a secret rendezvous?
Before we do, you'll have to get away from you know who

Well - chorus

(Hot blooded) every night (hot blooded) you're looking so tight
(Hot blooded) now you're driving me wild
(Hot blooded) I'm so (hot blooded) hot for you, child
(Hot blooded) I'm a little bit high, (hot blooded) you're a little bit shy
(Hot blooded) You're making me sing
(Hot blooded) for your (hot blooded) sweet sweet thing