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  • 29-04-1997
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    About A Quarter To Nine
    Composer(s): Al Dubin - Harry Warren
    Performer(s): Al Jolson
    and multiple other artists



    The stars are gonna' twinkle and shine
    This evening about a quarter to nine
    My lovin' arms are gonna' tenderly twine
    Around you around a quarter to nine

    I know I won't be late 'cause at half past eight I'm gonna' hurry there
    I'll be waiting where the lane begins, waiting for you on needles and pins

    And then the world is gonna' be mine
    This evening about a quarter to nine...



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    We Gotta Get Out Of This Place
    Composer(s): Barry Mann; Cynthia Weil
    Performer(s): The Animals



    In this dirty old part of the city
    Where the sun refused to shine
    People tell me there ain't no use in tryin'

    Now my girl you're so young and pretty
    And one thing I know is true
    You'll be dead before your time is due, I know

    Watch my daddy in bed a-dyin'
    Watched his hair been turnin' grey
    He's been workin' and slavin' his life away
    Oh yes I know it

    (Yeah!) He's been workin' so hard
    (Yeah!) I've been workin' too, baby
    (Yeah!) Every night and day
    (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!)

    We gotta get out of this place
    If it's the last thing we ever do
    We gotta get out of this place
    'cause girl, there's a better life for me and you

    Now my girl you're so young and pretty
    And one thing I know is true, yeah
    You'll be dead before your time is due, I know it

    Watch my daddy in bed a-dyin'
    Watched his hair been turnin' grey, yeah
    He's been workin' and slavin' his life away
    I know he's been workin' so hard

    (Yeah!) I've been workin' too, baby
    (Yeah!) Every day baby
    (Yeah!) Whoa!
    (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!)

    We gotta get out of this place
    If it's the last thing we ever do
    We gotta get out of this place
    Girl, there's a better life for me and you
    Somewhere baby, somehow I know it

    We gotta get out of this place
    If it's the last thing we ever do
    We gotta get out of this place
    Girl, there's a better life for me and you
    Believe me baby
    I know it baby
    You know it too



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    28-04-1997
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    About A Boy
    Composer(s): Patti Smith
    Performer(s): Patti Smith



    Toward another
    he has gone
    to breathe an air
    beyond his own
    toward a wisdom
    beyond the shelf
    toward a dream
    that dreams itself

    about a boy
    beyond it all
    about a boy
    beyond it all

    from the forest
    from the foam
    from the field
    that he had
    known
    toward a river
    twice as blessed
    toward the inn
    of happiness

    about a boy
    beyond it all
    about a boy
    beyond it all

    from a chaos
    raging sweet
    from the deep
    and dismal street
    toward another
    kind of peace
    toward the great
    emptiness

    about a boy
    beyond it all
    about a boy
    beyond it all

    I stood among them
    I stood alone
    boy boy
    just a boy
    just a little boy

    just a little boy
    who will never grow



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    We Got The Beat
    Composer(s): Charlotte Caffey
    Performer(s): The Go-Go's



    See the people walking down the street
    Fall in line just watching all their feet
    They don't know where they wanna go
    But they're walking in time

    They got the beat
    They got the beat
    Yeah
    They got the beat

    See the kids just getting out of school
    They can't wait to hang out and be cool
    Hang around 'til quarter after twelve
    That's when they fall in line

    Kids got the beat
    They got the beat
    They got the beat
    Yeah
    Kids got the beat

    Go-go music really makes us dance
    Do the pony puts us in a trance
    do the watusi just give us a chance
    That's when we fall in line

    We got the beat
    We got the beat
    We got the beat
    Yeah
    We got the beat

    Everybody get on your feet
    We know you can dance to the beat
    Jumpin'-get down
    Round and round and round



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    27-04-1997
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    Aborigine
    Composer(s): Jarvis Cocker - Candida Doyle - Peter Mansell - Russell Senior
    Performer(s): Pulp



    Starts so slowly, just a place to stay
    Somewhere warm where they can spend their days
    Air is stagnant and he feels unclean
    Hair hangs greasy and he smells obscene
    Something's happened and it's not so good
    broken bottles in the face of love
    Mottled flesh under the harsh strip-light
    Nylon sheets to keep them warm at night
    Once it's started it can never stop
    fills his head with a dark damp fog
    In the distance is a constant cry
    growing louder as the years go by
    Days get longer and he starts to drink
    spews his stomach in the kitchen sink
    Tells his children they should have respect
    Tells his wife that she's a nervous wreck

    He hates his wife and he hates them all
    He hates his wife and he hates them all

    Can't be bothered when it's all the same
    leave it long enough, it goes away
    In the meantime stomach turns to fat
    She tries to tell him but he can't have that
    She's only jealous and she's telling lies
    Standing naked in his flesh disguise
    It took him months to get her into bed
    now he's got her he just wants her dead
    She wants excitement and she needs romance
    all she gets are dirty underpants
    Stupid animal that can't know why
    something's wrong so someone has to die
    The wind is blowing and the rain falls down
    Sends his family on a trip down town
    Sees them die in a burning wreck
    Sees them burn, smokes a cigarette

    He hates his wife and he hates them all
    He hates his wife and he hates them all

    He knows he's finished but he can't stop now
    and he wants to end it but he can't see how
    and it's all in pieces, thrown it all away
    Oh, but he's not ugly, he just looks that way
    And he wants some quiet and he needs it now
    but the scream he's started's getting far too loud
    and he still pretends he does it just for now
    His day will come he'll lose it all somehow
    Killing time until his ship arrives
    been dead ten years but he's still alive
    and the time is wasted and the ship has sunk
    but he hasn't noticed and he comes home drunk
    and he's just dead weight, he'll never leave the ground
    He tries to stand but he keeps falling down
    and it's hard to know he doesn't count for much
    He's not a has-been, just a never-was
    Oh he hates his wife and he hates them all

    He hates his wife and he hates them all
    Hates his wife
    Hates them all



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    We Got Paid By Cash
    Composer(s): Harold Reid; Don Reid
    Performer(s): The Statler Brothers



    It started March of sixty-four, many years ago
    We were hired by Johnny Cash to open up his show
    Four boys, a worn out Cadillac with a road map on the dash
    For the next eight and one half years, we got paid by Cash
    He took us down to Nashville to Columbia studio
    Not knowing where we came from, they told us where to go
    But Johnny said "I like 'em! Don't you give them no trash"
    You see we were Johnny's little boys and we got paid by Cash
    We were there when June became Johnny's lovin' bride
    And we sang to him that mornin' our buddy Luther died
    And we were there when the son was born that filled them both with pride
    And we were there when John remembered God was on his side
    We watched him on the concert stage, we watched him write his songs
    And saw the things we had to do and the things that could go wrong
    And if we had to start again we'd do it in a flash
    'Cause we learned more than we earned when we got paid by Cash
    Then came the time when our career demanded that we go
    And through some tears we all shook hands that last and final show
    All those years we never had a contract or a clash
    Whatever we may be today we owe it all to Cash
    We were there when June became Johnny's lovin' bride
    And we sang to him that mornin' our buddy Luther died
    And we were there when the son was born that filled them both with pride
    And we were there when John remembered God was on his side
    Now John will tell you there were years when times were good and bad
    But we can tell you they were some of the best we ever had
    Carl Perkins, and the Carters, and the Tennessee Three
    We were one big happy family and would have done it all for free
    don don don don don don ... don don ...



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    26-04-1997
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    Abonné Au Gaz
    Performer(s): André Bourvil



    Bourvil:
    Poussez pas dites donc
    Oh Finissez de me bousculer
    Vous m'avez marché sur les pieds
    -Va donc eh Patate
    Monsieur vous m'avez insulté
    Je vous prie de vous rétracter
    -Va donc eh Patate
    -Oh si vous saviez qui je suis
    Vous déchanteriez mes amis
    -je n' sais pas c'que t'es mon bonhomme
    mais en tout cas t'as l'air d'une pomme
    -Ah ! je n'ai l'air de rien, mais je suis quelqu'un
    je suis
    -quoi, quoi?
    -abonné au gaz
    -Ah la la la la, qui aurait cru ça
    Il est
    -Quoi quoi?
    -Abonné au gaz
    -Vous avez tous l'air étonné
    Et pourtant c'est la vérité
    Sur ma carte d'identité
    Voyez messieurs dames, c'est marqué eh eh!
    -C'est vraiment quelqu'un
    Il a bien l'air d'un
    D'un vrai
    -Quoi quoi?
    -abonné au gaz

    Un homme:
    Dis donc, vous avez des relations, vous pourriez pas me donner la combine

    Bourvil:
    -C'est ma vie privée, ça

    L'homme:
    -Est-ce qu'un député, vous a pistonné
    Pour vous
    -Quoi, quoi?
    -abonner au gaz?
    -ah non j'avais un tuyau
    et c'est bien ce qu'il faut quand on veut avoir le gaz
    Je fais mes petits coups en dessous
    et j'entends déjà les jaloux
    qui disent d'un ton aigre doux
    C'est toujours les mêmes qui ont tout

    Une femme:
    -Quelle prestige il a
    La femme qu'il aura
    Sera
    -Quoi quoi?
    -abonnée au gaz!

    La femme:
    -Ah vous êtes très sympathique
    Vous me plaisez beaucoup!

    Bourvil:
    -Ah bon
    -Je sens que je vous aime
    -Déjà? C'est pour le gaz que vous dites ça?
    -Vous êtes adorable
    Vous plairait-il de m'épouser
    Oui, si vous savez cuisiner
    -Vous êtes adorable

    Bourvil:
    Vous me l'avez déjà dit
    -Adorable et surtout galant
    Venez nous allons voir maman
    -Je sais que je suis séduisant
    Mais à ce point, ça me surprend
    -Maman, voici mon mari
    S'il n'est pas joli
    Il est
    -Quoi quoi?
    -abonné au gaz
    -S'il n'a pas d'auto
    Ni même un vélo
    Il est
    -Quoi, quoi?
    -abonné au gaz

    La mère:
    -épouse le ma chère enfant
    le gaz est très intéressant car ça prouve tout simplement qu'il possède un appartement

    La femme:
    -vois tu mon chéri, à toi on dit oui tout ça
    -je sais, parce que j'ai le gaz
    Mon beau frère et mes beaux parents
    Habitent avec nous maintenant
    Si bien que je dors très souvent
    Dans le grenier sur un divan
    Ils vont m'obliger à déménager
    Mais moi
    -Quoi, quoi?
    Je leur couperai le gaz!
    Oh oh oh
    -Il est vraiment fort
    Mais jusqu'à la mort
    Il s'ra abooooonnéé au (pffffff)
    -Tiens! y'a une fuite, là
    Gazzzzz!



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    We Got More Soul
    Composer(s): Arlester "Dyke" Christian
    Performer(s): Dyke & The Blazers; Pazant Brothers



    Tell the world
    Uh!
    Sisters and my borthers
    We got more soul
    Uh!
    Dig it!
    Sisters and my brothers

    We got more soul
    Uh!
    We got Ray Charles
    Doin' his thing
    We got James Brown
    Yeah!
    Doin' his thing too
    Uh!
    Ow!

    We got more soul
    We got more soul
    Uh!
    Aw!
    We got more soul
    We got more soul
    Dig it now!
    Uh!
    Aw!
    Uh!

    When we walk
    Uh!
    We got more soul
    We got
    When we talk
    Uh!
    Aw!
    Uh!
    We got more soul
    We got
    When we sing
    Lord, have mercy
    Uh!

    We got more soul
    We got
    When we dance
    Uh!
    Aw!
    We got more soul
    Uh!
    Uh!

    We got Johnnie Taylor
    Doin' his thing
    We got Johnnie Taylor
    Yeah!
    Doin' his
    Ow!
    Uh!
    Listen!
    Uh!

    We got more soul
    We got more soul
    We got more soul
    We got more soul
    Dig it!

    We got Aretha Franklin
    Doin' her thing
    We got Nancy Wilson
    Doin' her thing
    Uh!
    We got Pearl Bailey
    Doin' her thing
    Uh!
    Aw!

    We got more soul
    We got more soul
    Uh!
    Dig it!
    My sisters and my brothers

    (Fade to End)
    We got more soul
    Uh!
    When we walk



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    25-04-1997
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    A-Bone
    Composer(s): Larry LaPole
    Performer(s): The Trashmen



    I've got a little A-bone like you never have seen
    A way-out wailin' type of boss machine
    Top eliminator at all the big name drags
    Well she's stroked and bored and shaved so neat
    and sittin' right next to my bucket seat

    It's a bang-shift hydro with a big shillalie ah Hahahahaha...

    Cobra, Cobra where have you been, I've been lookin' all over and back again
    My little A-bone's just achin' to shut you down
    She's a'runnin' smooth, she's a'runnin' true
    She's got a big surprise for you

    It's a bang-shift hydro with a big shillalie, ah Hahahahaha

    Cobra, Stingray what'cha gonna' do when my little A-bone comes lookin' for you
    Cobra, Stingray ain't cha gonna' weep when you see my taillights down the street

    Cobra, Stingray what'cha gonna' do when my little A-bone comes lookin' for you
    Cobra, Stingray ain't cha gonna' weep when you see my taillights down the street

    Well my little A-bone went over the hill, left that Cobra standin' still

    Buddy, buddy, buddy better shut your Cobra down
    Well your clutch is burnin', your tires are hot
    You don't know what my A-bone's got

    It's a bang-shift hydro with a big shillalie, ah Hahahahaha

    You don't know what my A-bones got
    You don't know what my A-bones got
    You don't know what my A-bones got



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    We Got Love
    Composer(s): Bernie Lowe; Barry Mann
    Performer(s): Bobby Rydell



    (We got love)

    ‘Cause you’ve got one lucky fella
    Two love you true
    And I got three little words
    I’m savin’ four only you
    Five o’clock I call you
    And by six we got a date
    By seven I’ll be heaven-bound
    And in your arms by eight

    Everybody now (We got love)
    By the numbers (We got love)
    Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah (Ain’t it wonderful, we got love)

    ‘Cause I got one million kisses
    Two thrill you through and through
    And I got three thousand hugs
    I’m savin’ Four only you’
    Five’ll get you ten, Dear
    that in six more years we rate
    Seven little children, Dear
    Or maybe we’ll have eight

    Let me hear it, baby (We got love)
    Ah, dontcha know it now (We got love)
    Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah (Ain’t it wonderful, we got love)

    When we marry five’ll get you ten, Dear
    That in six more years we rate
    Seven little children, Dear
    Or maybe we’ll have eight

    All together now (We got love)
    Ah let me tell ya (We got love)
    Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah (Ain’t it wonderful, we got love)

    One more time (We got love)
    Ah don'tcha know it baby (We got love)
    Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah (Ain’t it wonderful, we got love)



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    24-04-1997
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    Able Bodied Man
    Composer(s): Jerry Foster - Bill Rice
    Performer(s): Bobby Bare; Jack Ingram; Charley Pride



    I'm calling from the station and I haven't got much time to let you know
    Got a ticket for Missouri and there's things I need to say before I go
    If I could I'd have you meet me but I don't see how I can
    I don't have enough to pay your fare
    There's a factory in Columbus hirin' now I understand
    And they're looking for an able bodied man
    Baby you should get some money in the letter that I mailed two days ago
    But when I wrote the letter saying you could come to me I didn't know
    That I was goin' to lose my job in such a little while
    Now I guess we'll have to change our plan
    They may not hire me in Columbus but I'm pretty sure they will
    Cause they're looking for an able bodied man
    If I had more education now I'd a' made a better life for me and you
    But just simple manual labor is the only kind of work that I can do
    The bus is loadin' for Missouri so I guess I'd better go
    Hon I'll call you up as soon as I can
    I'll be sending you a ticket cause I know I'll get a job
    If they're looking for an able bodied man
    I'll be sending you a ticket cause I know I'll get a job
    And remember I'm your able bodied man



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    We Got Love
    Composer(s): Lynsey de Paul; Terry Britten
    Performer(s): Lynsey de Paul



    You can have money and still be poor
    What good is that?
    It’s not enough
    Work day and night making more and more
    What good is that?
    It’s not a lot

    You and I, we may not own a mansion
    But we have the greatest gift of all
    We got love
    That’s what we got
    We got love
    That’s what we got
    Love, love, love
    That’s what we got
    And the love we have is never gonna stop

    Who needs a yacht or a limosine?
    What good is that?
    It’s not enough
    Living your life like a magazine
    What good is that?
    It’s not a lot

    You and I, we may not own a mansion
    But we have the greatest gift of all
    We got love
    That’s what we got
    We got love
    That’s what we got
    Love, love, love
    That’s what we got
    And the love we have is never gonna stop

    We got love, the kind you read about
    We got love, the kind you dream about
    I’m the richest man you ever knew
    It’s a dream come true
    be with you, be with you
    love, the kind you read about
    love, the kind you dream about
    love, the kind you read about
    love, the kind you dream about

    We got love
    That’s what we got
    We got love
    That’s what we got
    Love, love, love
    That’s what we got
    And the love we have is never gonna stop

    We got love
    That’s what we got
    We got love
    That’s what we got
    Love, love, love
    That’s what we got
    And the love we have is never gonna stop

    Be-da-ba-da doo doo doo
    Be-da-ba-da doo doo doo

    It's a dream come true
    loving you, loving you
    It's a dream come true
    We got loving baby
    It's a dream come true
    loving you, loving you
    It's a dream come true
    And the love we have is never gonna stop

    We got love
    That’s what we got
    We got love
    That’s what we got
    Love, love, love
    That’s what we got
    And the love we have is never gonna stop



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    23-04-1997
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    Abiyoyo
    Composer(s): Pete Seeger
    Performer(s): Pete Seeger
    and multiple other artists



    Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo
    Abiyoyo, yoyoyo, yoyoyo

    Once upon a time there was a little boy who played the ukelele
    He'd go around town
    'Blmp, blmp, blmp, blmp, blmp, blmp, blmp, blmp blmp blmp, blmp blmp, blmp!'
    Grown-ups said "Get that thing out of here!"

    Not only that, the boy's father was a gettin' in trouble
    He was a magician
    He had a magic wand
    He could go 'Zoop! Zoop!' make things disappear
    But the father played too many tricks on people
    Somebody doing a hard job of work, 'zzt, zzt, zzt'
    Up comes the father with his magic wand
    'Zoop!' no saw
    Come to someone about to drink a nice cold glass of something
    'Zoop!' the glass disappears
    He'd come to someone about to sit down after a hard day's work
    'Zoop!' no chair

    People said to the father, "You get out of here, too
    Take your magic wand and your son!"
    The boy and his father were ostracized
    That means they made them live on the edge of town

    Now in this town they used to tell stories
    The old people used to tell stories about the giants that lived in the old days
    They used to tell a story about a giant called Abiyoyo
    They said he was as tall as a house and could eat...people... up
    Of course, nobody believed it, but they told the story anyway

    One day, one day, the sun rose, blood red over the hill
    And the first people got up and looked out of their window
    They saw a great big shadow in front of the sun
    And they could feel the whole ground shake
    'Stomp, stomp'
    Women screamed, 'Ahh!'
    Strong men fainted "Ohh!"
    "Run for your lives! Abiyoyo's coming!"

    He came to the sheep pasture, grabs a whole sheep, 'Yeowp!'
    Comes to the cow pasture, grabs a whole cow, 'Yeowp!'
    Daniel, "Grab your most precious possessions and run! Run!"
    Just then the boy and his father woke up
    "Hey, Paw, what's coming over the field?"
    Oh, Son, that's Abiyoyo
    Oh, if I could only get him to lie down, I could make him disappear"

    The boy said "Come with me, Father"
    He grabs his father by one hand
    The father gets the magic wand, the boy gets the ukelele
    They run across the field
    Peopleyelled, "Don't go near him! He'll eat you alive!"
    There was Abiyoyo
    He had long fingernails cause he never cut 'em
    Slobbery teeth, 'cause he didn't brush them
    Stinking feet, 'cause he didn't wash 'em
    He raised up with his claws, the boy whips out his ukelele and starts to sing

    Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo
    Abiyoyo, yoyoyo, yoyoyo

    Well, you know the giant had never heard a song about himself before
    And a foolish grin spread over the giant's face
    And the giant started to dance "Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo"
    The boy went faster, "Abiyoyo, yoyoyo, yoyoyo
    Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo"
    The giant got out of breath
    He staggered
    He fell down flat on the ground 'Zoop!, Zoop!'
    People looked out the window, Abiyoyo disappeared

    They ran across the fields
    They lifted the boy and his father up on their shoulders
    They said, "Come back to town
    Bring your damn ukelele, we don t care anymore!"
    And they all sang

    Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo
    (Oh, you sing it with me)
    Abiyoyo Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.We Got A Way
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    We Got A Way
    Composer(s): John Robinson; Franne Golde; Martin Walsh
    Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog



    How many times, looking at your picture
    I've liked the way that you talk to me
    But even in my dreams I've had to let you go
    I know, I know
    You're gonna say it's slippin' through our fingers
    And all I want is, darlin', to be wanting you
    Get away, don't give me the fever or the touch
    'Cause it hurts too much

    We've got a way with pulling in closer
    And treating love so recklessly
    We've got a way with pushing our luck
    Oh, I've got a way with you
    And you've got a way with me

    We've got a way with taking it higher
    And hanging on so helplessly
    We've got a way with pushing our luck
    Oh, I've got a way with you
    And you've got a way with me

    How many times, thinking of the feelings
    I like it better when you're close to me
    And in my heart, oh I'll never let you go
    I know, I know
    And when I look, look into your eyes I see
    The way you're holding and you're tempting me now
    I feel your kiss, oh I've got to get away
    But tell me this, tell me will you miss me?

    We've got a way with pulling in closer
    And treating love so recklessly
    We've got a way with pushing our luck
    Oh, I've got a way with you
    And you've got a way with me

    We've got a way with taking our chances
    And hiding things that lovers do
    But when you leave me, darling
    I just can't hold on to you

    Only for second chances
    Only for words we had to say
    Only to my real love
    Why did you get away?

    We've got a way with pulling in closer
    And treating love so recklessly
    We've got a way with pushing our luck
    Oh, I've got a way with you
    And you've got a way with me

    We've got a way with taking our chances
    And hiding things that lovers do
    But when you leave me, darling
    I just can't hold on to you

    We've got a way with pulling in closer
    And treating love so recklessly
    We've got a way with pushing our luck
    Oh, I've got a way with you
    And you've got a way with me



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    22-04-1997
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    Abilene
    Composer(s): John D. Loudermilk - Bob Gibson - Lester Brown - Albert Stanton
    First recording/First release by: George Hamilton IV - 1963



    Abilene, Abilene
    Prettiest town I ever seen
    Folks down there don't treat you mean
    In Abilene, my Abilene

    I sit alone most every night
    Watch them trains roll out of sight
    Wish that they were carryin' me
    To Abilene, my Abilene

    Crowded city, ain't nothin' free
    Nothin' in this town for me
    Wish to God that I could be
    In Abilene, my Abilene

    How I wish that train would come
    Take me back where I come from
    Take me where I want to be
    In Abilene, my Abilene

    Rotgut whiskey numbs the brain
    If I stay here I'll go insane
    Think I need a change of scene
    To Abilene, my Abilene

    Outside my window cold rain falls
    Sit here starin' at the walls
    If I was home, I'd be serene
    In Abilene, my Abilene

    Abilene, Abilene
    Prettiest town I ever seen
    Folks down there don't treat you mean
    In Abilene, my Abilene

    I sit alone most every night
    Watch them trains roll out of sight
    Wish that they were carryin' me
    To Abilene, my Abilene

    Crowded city, ain't nothin' free
    Nothin' in this town for me
    Wish to God that I could be
    In Abilene, my Abilene

    How I wish that train would come
    Take me back where I come from
    Take me where I want to be
    In Abilene, my Abilene

    Rotgut whiskey numbs the brain
    If I stay here I'll go insane
    Think I need a change of scene
    To Abilene, my Abilene

    Outside my window cold rain falls
    Sit here starin' at the walls
    If I was home, I'd be serene
    In Abilene, my Abilene



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.We Go Together
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    We Go Together
    Performer(s): Olivia Newton-John



    We go together like ramma lamma lamma ka dinga da dinga dong
    Remembered forever as shoo-bop sha whada whadda yippidy boom da boom
    Chang chang changity chang shoo bop that's the way it should be
    Waooo Yeah

    We're one of a kind like dip da dip da dip do whap de dobby do
    Our names are signed like boogy boogy boogy boogy shooby shoo wap shoo wap
    Chang chang changity chang shoo bop we'll always be like one
    Wa-wa-wa-wa-wa-wa-one

    When we go out a night (oh oh)
    And stars are shining bright (oh, oh)
    Up in the skies above
    Or at the high school dance
    Where you can find romance maybe it might be oh, oh, oh, oh, oh oh, oh

    Ramma lamma lamma ka dingity ding da dong
    Shoo bop shoo wadda wadda yippity boom da boom
    Chang chang changity chang shoo bop
    Yip da dip da dip shoo bop sha dooby do
    Boogy boogy boogy boogy shooby sho wap sho wap
    Sha na na na na na na na yippity dip da do
    Ramma lamma lamma ka dingity ding da dong
    Shoo bop shoo wadda wadda yippity boom sha boom
    Chang chang changity chang shoo bop
    Yip da dip da dip shoo bopp sha dooby do
    Boogy boogy boogy boogy shooby sho wap sho wap
    Sha na na na na na na na yippity dip da do
    A womp bop a looma a womp bam boom

    We're for each other like womp bop a looma a womp bam boom
    Just like my brother is sha na na na na na na na yippity dip da do
    Chang chang changity chang shoo bop we'll always be together
    Waooo Yeah!

    We'll always be together
    We'll always be together
    We'll always be together
    We'll always be together
    We'll always be together
    We'll always be together
    We'll always be together



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    21-04-1997
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    Abigail Beecher
    Composer(s): Richard Heard - Robert Boulanger
    Performer(s): Freddy Cannon



    Hey, everybody get out of the street now
    I hear the roar of an XKE now
    Sloppy sweater and pony tail
    And the cop on the corner is turnin' pale
    Whoo! It's Abigail Beecher, our history teacher

    All the kids are just crazy about her
    Central High would be a drag without her
    She knows her history from A to Z
    She digs the monkey and the Watusi
    Whoo! It's Abigail Beecher, our history teacher

    Whoo!

    We're out in the hall and a-changin' classes
    Plays guitar, wears blue sunglasses
    She's prim and proper and a real swinger
    She's gonna be a rock-and-roll singer
    Whoo! It's Abigail Beecher, our history teacher

    Whoo!

    History class is getting' bigger and bigger
    They come from miles `cause they really dig her
    The P.T.A. was real sore
    When she walked in with a red surf board
    Whoo! It's Abigail Beecher, our history teacher

    Whoo!

    C'mon, girl
    Aw, you're too much!
    Whoo!
    C'mon, girl
    Whoo! ...



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.(We Get Along So Easily) Don't You Agree
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    (We Get Along So Easily) Don't You Agree
    Composer(s): Davies; Stillman
    Performer(s): Morecambe & Wise



    We get along so easily, don’t you agree
    We like each others company, don't you agree
    When you stop to consider, how close we have grown
    You know that we couldn't make it alone

    We hit it off terrifically, in every way
    Not just a day specifically, but every day
    There's a deep understanding, between you and me
    Don't you agree, don’t you agree

    We hit it off terrifically, in every way
    Not just a day specifically, but every day
    Cos we're birds of a feather, in every degree
    Don't you agree, don’t you agree



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    20-04-1997
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.We Gaan Naar Buiten

    We Gaan Naar Buiten
    Performer(s): Gerard Cox



    De kleinzoon van de olieman van 't pleintje zag per post
    Zijn kinderbijslag netjes binnenrollen
    De kleine man riep: "Poen! En mammie heeft haar rijbewijs
    Op naar Scheveningen, Zandvoort of de bollen!"
    En 's zondags trok de vierdehandse vollekswagen vol
    Naar d'ouwe blauwe Zuiderzee, op tekst van Jacques van Tol

    We gaan naar buiten, waar de vogeltjes fluiten
    Waar het zonlicht straalt en waar het melkvee loeit
    Waar brede rivieren traag door oneindig laagland gaan
    Tussen wei en bos en hei
    In 't paradijs der burgerij
    Waar de vrijheid zo vrolijk bloeit

    Voor Duivendrecht reeds maakte kleine Jantje groot stampij
    Hij trappelde en kronkelde en kwekte
    Het jochie zat rechts onder de Vapona-strip, die ma
    Had meegenomen tegen de insekten
    Gelukkig was ie 't kind, dat men het beste missen kon
    't Schaap was al nooit om aan te zien (gevolg van Softenon)
    Pa borg het stoffelijk overschot naast zijn reservewiel
    En met een beetje vouwen en wat passen
    Kon Sjaantje 'r ook nog bij, die in de file bij de brug
    Het afgelegd had tegen de uitlaatgassen
    En vrolijk zingend kruiste men de Schiphol-bulderbaan
    Die Henk op twee gescheurde trommelvliesjes kwam te staan

    Want je kan buiten naar de vogeltjes fluiten
    Waar de luchtvloot stralend en beschermend loeit
    Waar goor-grauwe wolken traag en zwanger
    Boven het oneindig laagland staan
    Met z'n olie-industrie
    In 't paradijs van de chemie
    Waar 't bedrijfsleven vlijtig bloeit

    De rit naar Muiderberg liep naar omstandigheden vlot
    Alleen kreeg pa nog eventjes een doodschop
    Omdat ie "Zijkerd!" zei tegen een smeris, toen die ma
    Bekeurde bij een sanitaire noodstop
    Maar ginder naakte Muiderberg! En pa riep: "Dat is dat
    Klim uit je klamme kleren voor een duik in 't frisse nat!"
    Snel plonsden ma en Koba tussen scholen dooie vis
    Die daar (door kwik vergiftigd) liggen drijven
    Maar kwik verlamt ook mensen. En het was een raar gezicht
    Zoals je daar hun tweeen zag verstijven
    Ze zonken in het halve-meter-diepe zeemansgraf
    Wat nog een heel gezoek, en last met de politie gaf

    En alle vissen zijn zo onderhand pisse
    Waar de industrie haar zegeningen sproeit
    Waar brede riolen traag en geurig
    Door oneindig treurig laagland gaan
    Langs de wasmiddelfabriek
    In 't paradijs van de techniek
    Waar 't bedrijfsleven vlijtig bloeit

    Met hun restanten op 't imperiaal reed pa terug
    Om op de Dam een beetje bij te komen
    Waar hij vergetelheid zocht in een lekker stikkie hasj
    Dat echter snel werd inbeslaggenomen
    Hijzelf vloog in de cel, omdat hij met die rokerij
    De volksgezondheid ondermijnde. En daar zong die high

    Ik zweef naar buiten, waar de engeltjes fluiten
    Waar de welvaart straalt en met de rijkdom stoeit
    Waar brede riolen traag door oneindig laagland gaan
    't Is de stroom van dividend
    Voor 't aandeelhoudersrendement
    Waar 't bedrijfsleven vlijtig bloeit
    En al het andere leven mooi wordt uitgeroeid



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    19-04-1997
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Abide With Me
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    Abide With Me (aka Eventide)
    Composer(s): Henry Francis Lyte
    Performer(s): Thelonius Monk
    and multiple other artists



    Abide with me, fast forth the eventide
    The darkness deepens, Lord abide with me
    When other helpers fail and comforts flee
    Help of the helpless, O abide with me

    I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless
    Ills have no weight and tears no bitterness
    Where is death's sting, where, grave, that victory
    I triumph still if Thou abide with me

    Hold Thou thy cross before my closen eyes
    Shine throught the gloom and point me to the skies
    Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee
    In life, in death, O Lord abide with me
    In life, in death, O Lord abide with me



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