Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Amiga Composer(s): Luis Gómez Escolar Performer(s): Miguel Bosé
Ahora que te busco y tu no estas, recuerdo solo la tristeza quiere hablar conmigo
Ahora que la lluvia se ha llevado el ultimo jiron de tu vestido
Ahora que he olvidado lo que soy, recuerdo en el pasado lo que he sido
Si he sido lo que fui fue por tu cuerpo Si he sido noche fue tu noche quien lo quiso Si he sido beso es que mis labios aprendieron a ser beso para ti Si he sido lo que soy fue en tu regazo Si he sido vida fue por darte a ti la vida Amiga, Amiga (Coro)
Que dulce esa palabra suena hoy
El tiempo no fue tiempo entre nosotros Estando juntos nos sentimos infinitos Y el universo era pequeño comparado con lo que eramos tu y yo
Si fuiste lo que fuiste fue en mi casa que para ti fue tu palacio y tu guarida Amiga, Amiga Que dulce esa palabra y que sencilla esa palabra suena hoy
No hay noche mas obscura que esta noche y el frio se va depositando en los rincones del alma
Y ahora que el silencio va borrando la suave vibracion de tus palabras Ahora que no son la espera es nada recuerdo lo que fui cuando no estabas
Daddy Composer(s): Bobby Troup Performer(s): Sammy Kaye
Hey, listen to my story 'bout a gal named Daisy Mae Lazy Daisy Mae Her disposition is rather sweet and charming At times alarming, so they say (more scat) She has a man who's *talldarkhandsome*, large and strong To whom she used to sing this song
Hey, Daddy, I want a diamond ring, bracelets, everything Daddy, you oughta get the best for me Hey, Daddy, gee, don't I look swell in sables? Clothes with Paris labels? Daddy, you oughta get the best for me
Here's 'n' amazing revelation With a bit of stimulation I'd be a great sensation I'd be your inspiration
Daddy, I want a brand new car, champagne, caviar Daddy, you oughta get the best for me
Hey, Daddy, I want a diamond ring, bracelets, everything Daddy, you oughta get the best for me Hey, Daddy, gee, don't I look swell in sables? Clothes with Paris labels? Daddy, you oughta get the best for me
Here's 'n' amazing revelation With a bit of stimulation I'd be a great sensation I'd be your inspiration
Daddy, I want a brand new car, champagne, caviar Daddy, Daddy You oughta get the best for me, la-dah!!
Amie Composer(s): Craig Lee Fuller First release by: Pure Prairie League - 1972
I can see why you think you belong to me I never tried to make you think, or let you see one thing for yourself But now your off with someone else and I'm alone You see I thought that I might keep you for my own
Amie what you wanna do? I think I could stay with you For a while, maybe longer if I do
Don't you think the time is right for us to find All the things we thought weren't proper could be right in time And can you see Which way we should turn together or alone I can never see whats right or what is wrong (will it take to long to see)
Amie what you wanna do? I think I could stay with you For a while, maybe longer if I do
Well now Amie what you wanna do? I think I could stay with you For a while, maybe longer if I do
Now it's come to what you want you've had your way And all the things you thought before just faded into gray And can you see That I don't know if it's you or if it's me If it's one of us I'm sure we'll both will see Won't you look at me and tell me
Amie what you wanna do? I think I could stay with you For a while, maybe longer Longer if I do
Yeah now Amie what you wanna do? I think I could stay with you For a while, maybe longer if I do
Fallin' in and out of love with you Fallin' in and out of love with you Don't know what I'm gonna do, I'd keep Fallin' in and out of love With you
How nice to see the picture of a father and his son My father is my mother's wife and I'm his hot cross bun Our home sweet home's his castle, my daddy is the king 'Cos mother's crowned him once or twice and that is why I sing "Father, dear Father, come home with me now For the clock in the steeple strikes none" We've got dover soles, lemon soles, camisoles too And polonys with pullovers on Custard and jelly to fill up your evening And onions that put up a barrage We'd a toad in the hole but the toad has crawled out And we can't get him back in the garage
The twins have been crying for daddy all night And mother's too tender to slap 'em So she gave them a bath and one slipped through the plug And he's stuck in a drainpipe at Clapham The other poor darling keeps screaming for milk But the dairy's sent news that upset us Their cows have been feeding on lumps of ice-cream And they've frozen their poor carburettors
There's only one button left now on your pants And these things are not done in this nice land For everyone knows if that last button goes There'll be a depression in Iceland So picture this scene and take warning Oh Father stand up perpendicular And mother beware 'cos the sailors don't care And soldiers are not too particular Who made London today what Johannesburg is? Why the fathers of England we know And daddy I know you're my father 'Cos dear mother told me it's so
And you can't part a boy from his father You can't part a boy from his dad You can't part a Scotchman from money No matter how many he's had You can't part the skin of a sausage Or a dad from his fond son and heir And you can't part the hair on a bald-headed man For they'll be no parting there
Ain't Gonna Wash For A Week Composer(s): Gary Geld - Peter Udell Performer(s): Brook Brothers; Eddie Hodges
We ain't a-gonna wash
We ain't a-gonna wash
We ain't a-gonna wash for a week
Oh! my goodness gracious and golly gee!
I never thought you'd get around to kissin' me
But your sweet red lips just kissed my cheek
Now I ain't a-gonna wash for a week, a-no no
I ain't a-gonna wash for a week
I got a kiss from you and it's my lucky day
Soap and water in it gonna wash it away
I'm gonna keep your lipstick on my cheek
And I ain't agonna wash for a week, a-no no
I ain't a-gonna wash for a week
Oh-oh, I don't know when you'll do it again
So I'm gonna savour what I got
Oh I promise you till then
I'm gonna protect that beautiful spot
You can call me cookie, but nevertheless
I ain't a-gonna wash away a single caress
You can tell me what's a little old kiss on the cheek?
But I ain't agonna wash for a week, a-no no
I ain't a-gonna wash for a week
We ain't a-gonna wash
We ain't a-gonna wash
We ain't a-gonna wash for a week
Oh-oh, I don't know when you'll do it again
So I'm gonna savour what I got
Oh I promise you till then
I'm gonna protect that beautiful spot
You can call me cookie, but nevertheless
I ain't a-gonna wash away a single caress
You can tell me what's a little old kiss on the cheek?
But I ain't a-gonna wash for a week, a-no no
I ain't a-gonna wash for a week
We ain't a-gonna wash
We ain't a-gonna wash
We ain't a-gonna wash for a week
Da-Da-Un-Pa
Composer(s): B. Canfora - D. Verde
Performer(s): Alice & Ellen Kessler
Hello boys traversando tutto l'Illinois valicando il Tennessee senza indugio fino a qui è arrivato il Da-da-un-pa Da-da-un-pa Da-da-un-pa Da-da-un-pa
Da-da-un-pa Con un cocktail di rugiada e gin dentro il calice di un fior la fortuna fa cin-cin se le canti il Da-da-un-pa Da-da-un-pa Da-da-un-pa Da-da-un-pa
Da-da-un-pa Ogni stella grande come il sole ci sembrerà ogni luce accesa nel buio sembrerà la luna che splende sul mar... Da-da-un-pa
Da-da-un-pa Lungo un fiume disegnato in ciel se ne va questo Show-boat vola questo super-jet che si chiama Da-da-un-pa Da-da-un-pa Da-da-un-pa Da-da-un-pa
Amico Composer(s): Renato Zero - Franca Evangelisti - Dario Baldan Bembo First release by: Renato Zero - 1980
Il sole muore già e di noi questa notte avrà pietà dei nostri giochi confusi nell'ipocrisia il tempo ruba i contorni a una fotografia Il vento spazza via questa nostra irreversibile zerofollia! Chi sa se il seme di un sentimento rivedrà la luce del giorno che un'altra vita ci darà Resta amico accanto a me resta e parlami di lei se ancora c'è l'amore muore disciolto in lacrime ma noi teniamoci forte e lasciamo il mondo ai vizi suoi Io e te lo stesso pensiero io e te il tuo il mio respiro sarà tornare ragazzi e crederci ancora un po' sporcheremo i muri con un altro no e vai se vuoi andare avanti perché sei figlio dei tempi ma se frugando nella tua giacca scoprissi che dietro il portafoglio un cuore ancora c'è amico cerca me E ti ricorderai del morbillo e le cazzate tra di noi la prima esperienza fallimentare che era lei amico era ieri le vele le hai spiegate ormai e tu ragazza pure tu che arrossivi se la mano andava giù ritorna a pensare che sarai madre ma di chi di lui che è innocente che non si dica figlio di... Io e te lo stesso pensiero io e te il tuo il mio respiro
Che fai se stai lì da solo in due più azzurro è il tuo polo amico è bello, amico è tutto, è l'eternità è quello che non passa mentre tutto va amico, amico, amico il più fico amico è chi resisterà Chi resisterà? Chi di noi, chi di noi resisterà
Daar Wil Ik Zijn
Composer(s): Boudewijn de Groot - Freek De Jonge
Performer(s): Boudewijn de Groot
Ik wil zijn waar mensen lachen Waar het van pret wordt uitgegierd Waar geen oog is voor ellende Het schaamteloze hoogtij viert Daar wil ik lachen en aan het lachen maken Van 's morgens vroeg tot 's avonds laat Daar wil ik publiek en clown zijn Tot het lachen mij vergaat
Dan wil ik gaan waar mensen huilen Om de toevalstreffers van het lot Waar het lijden zinloos is geworden Omdat men niet meer gelooft in God Daar wil ik heulen met de goeden Tegen de willekeur van het kwaad Daar wil ik treuren wil ik troosten Totdat ik geen traan meer laat
Dan wil ik zijn waar mensen vechten Ik wil voorop gaan in de strijd Tegen de bierkaai en de windmolens En tegen de verloren tijd Met het zwaard als ze dat vragen Met de vuist of met de pen Zal ik me in de oorlog mengen Tot ik moegestreden ben
Dan zal ik gaan waar mensen zingen Over vreugde en verdriet Over twee minnaars die elkander kregen In een langzaam liefdeslied
En wat er ook aan stijl mag klinken Blues, country, rock and roll of rap Ik zal me bij de zangers voegen Totdat ik geen stem meer heb
Amici Per Sempre Composer(s): Roby Facchinetti - Nicola Negrini Performer(s): Pooh
Si può essere amici per sempre anche quando le vite ci cambiano ci separano e ci oppongono Si può essere amici per sempre anche quando le feste finiscono e si rompono gli incantesimi Si può anche venire alle mani poi dividersi gli ultimi spiccioli non parlarsi più, non scordarsi mai Gli amici ci riaprono gli occhi ci capiscono meglio di noi e ti metton davanti agli specchi anche quando non voi E campioni del mondo o in un mare di guai per gli amici rimani chi sei sarà il branco che viene a salvarti se ti perdi Puoi alzare barriere, litigare con dio cambiare famiglia e città strappare anche foto e radici, ma tra amici non c'è mai un addio Si può essere amici per sempre anche quando le donne non vogliono e per vivere devi scegliere In amore o sei dentro o sei fuori un amico ti lascia anche vivere non ti scredita, no si vendica Gli amici colpiscono duro che neanche una madre è così senza chi mi sbatteva nel muro forse non sarei qui E campioni del mondo o in un mare di guai per gli amici rimani chi sei sarà il branco che viene a salvarti se ti perdi Puoi alzare barriere, litigare con dio cambiare famiglia e città strappare anche foto e radici, ma tra amici non c'è mai un addio Si può essere amici per sempre
Daar Moet Je Nu Toch 'N Stomme Ezel Voor Zijn Performer(s): Bobbejaan Schoepen
Heer Frits Von Kartoffel had geen last van angst En ging met een roeiboot op nijlpaardenvangst Maar hij kreeg geen nijlpaard te zien op de Rijn Daar moet ge nu toch ne stomme ezel voor zijn, allé aiai allé ohoh
Jan Janssens z'n hoofd werd nog roder dan bloed De dokter verscheen, onderzocht hem heel goed Hij zei 'maar uw hemd is vijf maten te klein' Daar moet ge nu toch ne stomme ezel voor zijn, allé allé ohohoh
Er woonde in Brussel een restaurateur Hij lag in een bloedplas op straat voor z'n deur Hij kroop in de dakgoot op zoek naar konijn Oh, daar moet ge nu toch ne stomme ezel voor zijn, allé aiai allé
Jan Kladder de schilder kon drinken voor zes En pakte des 's nachts in het donker een fles Maar hij nam bij vergissing een fles terpentijn Oh, daar moet ge nu toch ne stomme ezel voor zijn, allé allé ohohoh aiai
De griep van professor Verstrooid sloeg in 't kwaad Hij nam voor het slapengaan zangvogelzaad Maar gaf z'n kanarie een glas warme wijn Oh, daar moet ge nu toch ne stomme ezel voor zijn, ohohoh oeioeioei ohoh
Een voetbalvereniging zocht een portier En legde de hand op een ouwe tuinier Hij plantte spinazie op het voetbalterrein Oh, daar moet ge nu toch ne stomme ezel voor zijn, jaja ohohoh
Er zijn van die dagen dat ik niks meer weet Ik stond in 't station op een trein die wegreed 'Toetoet' zei m'n vrouw en ik kuste de trein Oh, daar moet ge nu toch ne stomme ezel voor zijn Allé, daar moet ge nu toch ne stomme ezel voor zijn Oh, daar moet ge nu toch ne stomme ezel voor zijn Oh, daar moet ge nu toch ne stomme ezel voor zijn
Amici Mai Composer(s): Antonello Venditti Performer(s): Antonello Venditti; Michal David
Questa sera non chiamarmi no stasera devo uscire con lui lo sai non è possibile io lo vorrei ma poi mi viene voglia di piangere Certi amori non finiscono fanno dei giri immensi e poi ritornano amori indivisibili indissolubili inseparabili
Ma amici mai per chi si cerca come noi non è possibile odiarsi mai per chi si ama come noi basta sorridere no non non piangere ma come faccio io a non piangere
Tu per me sei sempre l'unica straordinaria,normalissima vicina e irraggiungibile inafferrabile,incomprensibile ma amici mai per chi si cerca come noi non è possibile odiarsi mai per chi si ama come noi sarebbe inutile
Mai mai il tempo passerà mai mai il tempo vincerà Il nostro non conoscersi per poi riprendersi è una tortura da vivere
no stasera non uscire con lui il nostro amore è unico inseparabile indivisibile ma amici mai
Daar is de orgelman, daar is de orgelman Met z'n piere piere piere pierement Daar is de orgelman, daar is de orgelman Met z'n aria's en deuntjes die iedereen kent Ieder z'n eigen lied, ieder z'n wens Vergeet 't centenbakkie niet want ook een orgelman Is maar een mens, rel de rel del del del
Als zoon en kleinzoon van een orgeldraaier staan ik hier Ik demestreer de parelslag en ieder heb plezier Me mansers danke' zeer beleefd en tikke' an d'r pet Wij make' van het leve meer een geintje, weet u det
Daar is de orgelman, daar is de orgelman Met z'n piere piere piere pierement Daar is de orgelman, daar is de orgelman Met z'n aria's en deuntjes die iedereen kent Ieder z'n eigen lied, ieder z'n wens Vergeet 't centenbakkie niet want ook een orgelman Is maar een mens, rel de rel del del del
Middelbare dame, een kleinigheidje voor de orgelman alstublieft Kan het eraf, middelbare dame, of kom' u in moeilijkheden thuis Een stuiver, hoe bestaat het Waterverf, weet u dat Want ook een orgelman Is maar een mens, rel de rel del del del
De polletiek is waterverf, daar doen ik niet an mee Je stort je eige' in 't verderf, je zaak in de puree En is er soms es heibel of jeleile, zeg dan maar "Ach, niet op reagere', Lena", en het is voor mekaar
Daar is de orgelman, daar is de orgelman Met z'n piere piere piere pierement Daar is de orgelman, daar is de orgelman Met z'n aria's en deuntjes die iedereen kent Ieder z'n eigen lied, ieder z'n wens Vergeet 't centenbakkie niet want ook een orgelman Is maar een mens, rel de rel del del del
Komt Willem 's aves bekaf thuis van 't draaien op de straat Dan weet hij dat bij Dora reeds de prak op tafel staat Zijn toffels en zijn krantje legge' bij zijn eige' stoel Dan komt de kinderschaar uit bed en zingt de hele boel
Ooh baby your love is so bad You baby you're driving me mad Ooh baby your kiss is so sweet You baby knock me off my feet Ooh baby I wish you were mine Ooh baby we'd have a good time Ooh what can I do Ooh baby whatever you've got You baby you're making me hot Ooh baby my temperature is high Ooh baby a hundred and five Ooh baby I think that you'll find Ooh baby I'm out of my mind Ooh what can I do I wish that there was some way I could have you to myself Wish I didn't have to share you Wish anyone else(share you) Wish anyone else(share you) Ooh baby wherever you are You baby will you be my star Ooh baby I'm begging you please Ooh baby down on my knees Ooh baby why don't you say yes Ooh baby I'll give you my best Ooh what can I do I wish that there was some way I could have you to myself Wish I didn't have to share you Wish anyone else(share you) Wish anyone else(share you) Ooh baby your love is so bad You baby you're driving me mad Ooh baby your kiss is so sweet You baby knock me off my feet Ooh baby I wish you were mine Ooh baby we'd have a good time Ooh--what can I do
Wysteria Composer(s): Dan Fogelberg Performer(s): Dan Fogelberg
Wysteria, did you change your face again Those of us who loved you when Can't even find you
Wysteria, did you lose another man Did you make him understand That he can't touch you
Wysteria, did he take you to the fair? Were the folks that you met there The same that we met? Wysteria, did he teach you how to dance Did he bring you paper fans to hide your secret?
Was he just like all the rest When he got to the sad part Did he stay a bit too long To save his heart
Wysteria, are your lips still lily white Do they still bloom just At night and die at sunrise?
Amici Composer(s): Lucio Dalla Performer(s): Lucio Dalla
Quando eravamo piccoli sempre fuori pochi spiccioli sporchi duri e un po' ridicoli eravamo noi amici gatti neri in mezzo ai vicoli baci rubati dietro agli angoli sempre insieme indivisibili eravamo noi amici Alle nove e mezza sotto la sua porta lei alla finestra esco un'altra volta dai domani è festa andiamo a camminare un po' su e giù al mare su e giù al mare Quando eravamo piccoli strani a volte incomprensibili quasi sempre innamorati tra di noi sognavamo ad occhi aperti e a cieli limpidi sogni estivi ed impossibili sopra a una panchina a Rimini tutti e tre amici Mano nella mano facciamo una scommessa chi sputa più lontano hai fatto una promessa lo sai che io ti amo vabbè chi se ne frega vuol bene a me decide lei domani decidiamo fai un'altra scommessa lo sai che io la amo mi gira un po' la testa però non ci perdiamo e giù a dormire tutti e tre amici tutti e tre amici Poi ci accorgevamo solo verso sera che era tardi perché quando era buio era già tardi noi a casa non torniamo mai Tutti e tre sul treno forse troppo stanchi per parlarci era troppo bello addormentarsi tutti e tre amici Mano nella mano guardo il cielo da lontano chissà cosa saremo tutti e tre domani domani ci vediamo sotto la tua porta ciao lo sai che io ti amo che palle un'altra volta però non ci perdiamo poi a casa tutti e tre amici tutti e tre amici Eravamo piccoli ma veramente grandi senza limiti davvero liberi come non lo siamo stati più ora che siam grandi vedi in fondo come siamo piccoli divisi in mezzo a tanti e tutti simili adesso chissà dove è lei adesso dove è lei adesso
Wynken, Blynken And Nod Composer(s): Lucy Simon Performer(s): Carly Simon
Winkin' and Blinkin' and Nod one night Sailed off on a wooden shoe Sailed down a river of crystal light Into a sea of dew
"Now where are you going and what do you wish?" The old moon asked the three "Well we're going out fishing for Herring fish That live in the beautiful sea"
"And some silver and gold have we" Said, Winkin' and Blinkin' and Nod
The old moon laughed and sang a song As they rocked in their wooden shoe And the wind that sped them all night long Ruffled the waves of dew
While the little stars were the Herring fish That lived in the beautiful sea "Now cast your nets wherever you wish Never a feared are we"
So sang the stars to the fishermen three Winkin' and Blinkin' and Nod
All night long their nets they threw To the stars in the twinkling foam Then down from the skies came the wooden shoe Bringing the fishermen home
T'was all so pretty a sight it seemed As if it could not be And some folks thought t'was a dream They dreamed of sailing the beautiful sea
But I shall name you the fishermen three Winkin' and Blinkin' and Nod
Now Winkin' and Blinkin' are two little eyes And Nod is a little head And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies Is a wee one's trundle bed
So close your eyes while mother sings Of the beautiful sights that be And you will see the wonderful things As you rock in your misty sea
Where the old moon rocked the fishermen three Winkin' and Blinkin' and Nod
A Very Special Day Composer(s): Richard Rodgers - Oscar Hammerstein II Performer(s): Tommy Steele
Am I building something up that really isn't there? Do I make a big romance of a small affair? Should I be more practical, as friends would have me be? Being practical is very hard for me
I wake up each morning with a feeling in my heart That today will be a very special day I keep right on clinging to that feeling in my heart Till the winds of ev'ning blow my dreams away
Later on at bedtime, when my world has come apart And I'm in my far from fancy negligee With a piece of toast to munch And a nice hot cup of tea I begin to have a hunch That tomorrow's going to be a very special day for me
I wake up each morning with a feeling in my heart That today will be a very special day I keep right on clinging to that feeling in my heart Till the winds of ev'ning blow my dreams away
Wuthering Heights Italian Title: Cime Tempestose Performer(s): Kate Bush Originally performed by: Kate Bush
Covered by various other artists
Out on the wiley, windy moors We'd roll and fall in green You had a temper like my jealousy Too hot, too greedy How could you leave me When I needed to possess you? I hated you I loved you, too
Bad dreams in the night They told me I was going to lose the fight Leave behind my wuthering, wuthering Wuthering Heights
Heathcliff, it's me--Cathy Come home I'm so cold! Let me in-a-your window
Heathcliff, it's me--Cathy Come home I'm so cold! Let me in-a-your window
Ooh, it gets dark! It gets lonely On the other side from you I pine a lot I find the lot Falls through without you I'm coming back, love Cruel Heathcliff, my one dream My only master
Too long I roam in the night I'm coming back to his side, to put it right I'm coming home to wuthering, wuthering Wuthering Heights
Heathcliff, it's me--Cathy Come home I'm so cold! Let me in-a-your window
Heathcliff, it's me--Cathy Come home I'm so cold! Let me in-a-your window
Ooh! Let me have it Let me grab your soul away Ooh! Let me have it Let me grab your soul away You know it's me--Cathy!
Heathcliff, it's me--Cathy Come home I'm so cold! Let me in-a-your window
Heathcliff, it's me--Cathy Come home I'm so cold! Let me in-a-your window
Ami Lointain Composer(s): Francis Lemarque - B. Mokroussov Performer(s): Yves Montand
Le cur d'une ville inconnue Se livre au hasard des rues J'étais l'étranger venu là pour un soir Et soudain j'ai croisé un regard Ce n'était rien rien qu'un passant Il m'a sourit sur mon chemin comme un ami Je ne sais pas pourquoi je garde encore l'image De ce visage plein de chaleur
Perdu dans la foule tranquille Je suis resté immobile Il s'est retourné un instant Et de loin j'ai pu voir s'agiter une main Ce n'était rien rien qu'un adieu Ou un bonjour donné de loin Là sur mon chemin Mais tous les mots n'auraient pu m'en dire davantage Que ce visage plein de chaleur
Ami lointain Je ne sais rien Ni de ta ville ni de ton nom Mais j'ai gardé Ton souvenir qui chante Encore dans ma mémoire Et la chaleur de ton regard
Wunga Bunga Boo Composer(s): Stanley; Alleyn Performer(s): George Formby
To take a trip on a great big ship One day I took the notion Yo-ho, (Yo-ho, Yo-ho) But the ship got wrecked which I didn't expect And it tipped me in the ocean Yo-ho, (Yo-ho, Yo-ho)
I swam around for umpteen weeks And reached a Zulu isle With the aid of a rope and a bar of soap I landed with a smile On Wunga Bunga Boo, on Wunga Bunga Boo
Where dressings not extensive And floors are not expensive The girls out there are really beauts And walk out in their bathing suits A string of beads and Russian boots In Wunga Bunga Boo
I heard a roar upon the shore And the chief said, "Pleased to meet you" Yo-ho, (Yo-ho, Yo-ho) And "You look" he said "like dairy fed It'll do us good to eat you" Yo ho, (Yo-ho, Yo-ho) "The last white meat we had to eat Was an old man lean and bald When cooked, we found that he didn't go round So we're very glad you called"
On Wunga Bunga Boo, on Wunga Bunga Boo While fighting Big Chief Coco He went and lost his Boko The doctor stuck it on quite pat But upside down, now fancy that He blew his nose and lost his hat In Wunga Bunga Boo
In Wunga Bunga Boo, in Wunga Bunga Boo An M.P. last September Got something to remember A lion chased him down the street And bit him during his retreat That's how he nearly lost his seat In Wunga Bunga Boo