An Affair To Remember
Composer(s): Harold Adamson - Leo McCarey - Harry Warren
Performer(s): Nat King Cole



Our love affair is a wondrous thing
That we'll rejoice in remembering
Our love was born with our first embrace
And a page was torn out of time and space

Our love affair, may it always be
A flame to burn through eternity
So take my hand with a fervent prayer
That we may live and we may share
A love affair to remember

Our love affair is a wondrous thing
That we'll rejoice in remembering
Our love was born with our first embrace
And a page was torn out of time and space

Our love affair, may it always be
A flame to burn through eternity
So take my hand with a fervent prayer
That we may live and we may share
A love affair to remember

Dance The Night Away
Composer(s): Edward Van Halen; David Lee Roth;
Michael Anthony; Alex Van Halen
Performer(s): Van Halen



Have you seen her?
So fine and pretty 
Fooled me with her style and ease
And I feel her from across the room
Yes, it's love in the third degree
Ooh, baby, baby
Won'tcha turn your head my way?
Ooh, baby, baby
Come on, take a chance
You're old enough to dance the night away
Oh, come on, baby, dance the night away
A live wire
Barely a beginner, but just watch that lady go
She's on fire, 'cause dancing gets her higher than anything else she knows
Ooh, baby, baby
Won'tcha turn your head my way?
Ooh, baby, baby
Well, don't skip romance, 'cause you're old enough to dance the night away
Oh, come on, baby, dance the night away
Dance the night away
Dance, dance, dance the night away
(repeat)

Amusement Parks, U.S.A.
Composer(s): Mike Love - Brian Wilson
Performer(s): The Beach Boys



Let's take your car and to amusement parks USA
At Palisades in Salisbury Parks the rolly coasters are flyin
At Euclid Beach on the flying turns I'll bet you can't keep her smilin'
Buy your girl a cotton candy while you're down on the ground
Then take her on the twirl-a-way and spin her around
Let's take your car and mess around at the park all day

The parachutes at Riverview Park will shake us up all day
And Disneyland and P.O.P. is worth a trip to L.A.
Watchin' girls in the air can really get you bad
And I'll bet the laughin' lady makes you laugh like mad
Let's pick up our friends and do amusement parks USA

Hurry, hurry, hurry folks step right up to the Beach Boy circus 
The best little show in town 
Hurry, hurry, hurry, it's only a dime folks, one thin dime, just one tenth of a dollar 
Come on in and see Stella the snake dancer (Is it real?) 
She walks, she talks, she wiggles on her belly like a snake 
(She looks like a fake to me) (Let's go see her) (It costs too much) 
Hurry, hurry, hurry folks, come on and see Stella 
She shimmies, she shakes. . . .

You'll crash and burn in the bumper cars at Jersey's steel pier
You'll crack 'em up when you stand in front of all the crazy mirrors
At first you'll be a chicken at the jackhammer ride
But you'll do it with a girl sittin' right by your side
Let's take your car and mess around at the park all day

Dance The Night Away
Composer(s): Jack Bruce; Pete Brown
Performer(s): Jack Bruce



Gonna build myself a castle
High up in the clouds
There'll be skies outside my window
Lose these streets and crowds
Dance the night away

Will find myself an ocean
Sail into the blue
Live with golden swordfish
Forget the time of you
Dance the night away

Dance myself to nothing
Vanish from this place
Gonna turn myself to shadow
So I can't see your face
Dance the night away

Amused To Death
Composer(s): Roger Waters
Performer(s): Roger Waters



Doctor Doctor what is wrong with me
This supermarket life is getting long
What is the heart life of a colour TV
What is the shelf life of a teenage queen
Ooh western woman
Ooh western girl
News hound sniffs the air
When Jessica Hahn goes down
He latches on to that symbol
Of detachment
Attracted by the peeling away of feeling
The celebrity of the abused shell the belle
Ooh western woman
Ooh western girl
And the children of Melrose
Strut their stuff
Is absolute zero cold enough
And out in the valley warm and clean
The little ones sit by their TV screens
No thoughts to think
No tears to cry
All sucked dry
Down to the very last breath
Bartender what is wrong with me
Why am I so out of breath
The captain said excuse me ma'am
This species has amused itself to death
Amused itself to death
Amused itself to death
We watched the tragedy unfold
We did as we were told
We bought and sold
It was the greatest show on earth
But then it was over
We ohhed and aahed
We drove our racing cars
We ate our last few jars of caviar
And somewhere out there in the stars
A keen-eyed look-out
Spied a flickering light
Our last hurrah
And when they found our shadows
Grouped around the TV sets
They ran down every lead
They repeated every test
They checked out all the data on their lists
And then the alien anthropologists
Admitted they were still perplexed
But on eliminating every other reason
For our sad demise
They logged the only explanation left
This species has amused itself to death
No tears to cry no feelings left
This species has amused itself to death

(Switch Channels)

(Alf Razzell:)
"Years later, I saw Bill Hubbard's name on the memorial to the missing at Aras(?) 
And I...when I saw his name I was absolutely transfixed; 
it was as though he was now a human being 
instead of some sort of nightmarish memory of how I had to leave him, all those years ago 
And I felt relieved, and ever since then I've felt happier about it 
because always before, whenever I thought of him 
I said to myself, 'Was there something else that I could have done?'

(Background: 
"I'd rather die, I'd rather die...")

And that always sort of worried me 
And having seen him, and his name in the register
- as you know in the memorials there's a little safe, there's a register in there with every name - 
and seeing his name and his name on the memorial; it sort of lightened my...heart, if you like"

(Woman)
"When was it that you saw his name on the memorial?"
"Ah, when I was eighty-seven, that would be a year, ninete...eighty-four, nineteen eighty-four"

Dance On Little Girl
Composer(s): Paul Anka
Performer(s): Paul Anka



Dance, dance on little girl
In the arms of someone new
As you dance as you twirl
My heart dances with you

Dance, dance on little girl
Tell me what I've done wrong
Why should he hold you tight
While they're playing our song

I am watching you
Oh no, no it cannot be
While I'm watching you
I'm wishing, hoping it's for me

Dance, dance on little girl
Tell me why did we part
Dance, dance on little girl
Dance out of my heart

I am watching you
Oh no, no it cannot be
While I'm watching you
I'm wishing, hoping it's for me

Dance, dance on little girl
Tell me why did we part
Dance, dance on little girl
Dance out of my heart
Oh look at you
There you go, go, go
Oh yes you know
That you're wrong, wrong, wrong.....

Amused As Always
Composer(s): Billy Mackenzie - Alan Rankine
Performer(s): The Associates



Praise be to chance
For meeting us here
We cannot dance
We dance by ear

Feet tap in time
Out in the streets
We walk in straight lines
Like some naval fleet

And still we're trying to find some interesting things to say
Let's talk of a manor or the affluent way
For what its worth amused as always
Amused as always

Don't be so sure
Of days in advance
They might never come
Praise be to chance

Praise be to chance
For setting no rules
The chance it might take
May never be cruel

And still we're trying to find some interesting things to say
Let's talk of a manor or the affluent way
For what its worth amused as always
Amused as always
Amused
Amused as always

Praise be to chance
For meeting us here
We cannot dance...

Dance On 
French Title: Je Me Sens Bien (Auprès De Toi)
Performer(s): Kathy Kirby



Don’t talk of love right now, dance on
Although the lights are low, forget it
Wait until we're alone, wait until we go home
Come on please, I don’t tease
Just dance on

Don't try and kiss me now, dance on
You might be feeling quite romantic
But I'll dance cheek to cheek
Or we’ll miss every beat     
Just dance on

Give me the sweet talk when we're leaving
From midnight on it's worth believing

You know the night has just begun
And while the music keeps on playing
Hold me close, hold me near
And I promise you’ll hear
How the beat of my heart will dance on

Give me the sweet talk when we're leaving
From midnight on it's worth believing

You know the night has just begun
And while the music keeps on playing
Hold me close, hold me near
And I promise you’ll hear
How the beat of my heart will dance on

Amurkiriki
Performer(s): Les Paul & Mary Ford



Amurkiriki, amukiriki, amukiriki 
The Lord willing I'll be with you 
A distant journey, a safe tomorrow 
Amukiriki 
Then you'll hold me as I always want you to 

In Mexico, amukiriki is as old as Mexico 
and it means the Lord be willing 
If the Lord shall will it so 
Only then will there be harvest 
Only then will rivers flow 
No ore adios to you 
I'll be close to you 
If the Lord shall will it so 

So I say "amukiriki" with you 
Deep inside my heart 
Knowing that the Lord be willing 
We won't always be apart 
After many purple twilight's 
We still see a morning glow 
and I will run to you 
Bring the sun to you 
If the Lord shall will it so

Dance Of Love
Composer(s): Mick Jacques; Norma Tager; Darryl Way
Performer(s): Curved Air



Take me from this crowded room
Give me room to hold you close
Hold so close to come unfold
Take my body with your soul
Loose yourself inside my arms
Two as one can steal the stars
Torn and free, beyond control
Take my body with your soul

Do the dance
the dance of love
Dance of love
Do the dance
the dance of love
Dance with me

Touching deep, we feel the world
Reaching deep inside ourselves
Cutting loose from roots of home
Scattered winds, the winds of change
Weightlessly, we drift in sleep
Drifting circles of our dream
Dreams of love, beyond control
Take my body with your soul

Do the dance
the dance of love
Dance of love
Do the dance
the dance of love
Dance with me

Do the dance
the dance of love
Dance of love
Do the dance
the dance of love
Dance with me
Do the dance
the dance of love
Dance of love
Do the dance
the dance of love
Dance with me

Amstramgram
Composer(s): Jacques Larue
Performer(s): Dalida



Amstramgram, amstramgram pique et pique et colégram
Si tu t'y colles t'iras en bateau jusqu'à Pékin dans un sabot
Ah! mesdames, ah! mesdames voir la Chine quel joli programme
Mais ce voyage nous le ferons quand, quand les, quand les poules auront des dents
Amstramgram, amstramgram pique et pique et colégram
Si tu l'y colles, tu changeras demain, tous les cailloux, en petits pains
Ah! mesdames, ah! mesdames sur les routes quel joli programme
Mais ce miracle nous le verrons quand?
Quand les, quand les poules auront des dents

Amstramgram, amstramgram pique et pique et colégram
Si tu t'y colles partout tu paieras avec des pièces en chocolat
Ah! mesdames, ah! mesdames pour bien vivre quel joli programme
Mais ce beau rêve nous le verrons quand?
Quand les, quand les poules auront des dents

Amstramgram, amstramgram pique et pique et colégram
Si tu t'y colles demain les parents seront plus sages que les enfants
Ah! mesdames, ah! mesdames pour le monde quel joli programme
Essayons vite de le suivre avant que les, que les poules aient des dents
Amstramgram, amstramgram pique et pique et colégram
Amstramgram, amstramgram pique et pique et colégram...

Zorba's Dance
Composer(s): Mikis Theodorakis
First performance by: Mikis Theodorakis Popular Orch. - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1965 - La Danse De Zorba (by Henri Salvador)
1965 - La Danza Di Zorba (by Dalida)



When the music starts to play
It makes the troubles go away
It makes my heartache disappear
And I forget he isn't here
I forget about the past
About the dreams that didn't last
Suddenly my heart is gay
My head is spinning like a top
When the music starts to play 
Oh never, never let it stop

He said
he'd call
But he forgot
Though I
Loved him
He loves me not
So what
I will do as they say
Dance my troubles away

I loved
A boy
But he is gone
The joys
That I
Counted upon
He's gone
So I do as they say
Dance my troubles away

When the music starts to play
It makes the troubles go away
Trouble, trouble go away
And never come another day
It makes the heartaches disappear
And I forget he isn't here
The magic in the atmosphere
Makes me forget he isn't here
I forget about the past
About the dreams that didn't last
About the words of love he spoke
About the promises he broke
About the other girl he found
And as I'm dancing round and round
Suddenly my heart is gay
My head is spinning like a top
When the music starts to play
Oh never, never let it stop

Amsterdam
((Adapted from: Amsterdam (by Jacques Brel) - 1964))
Composer(s): Jacques Brel - Mort Shuman
Performer(s): Scott Walker - 1967
and multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1969 - Amsterdam (by Liesbeth List)
1984 - Amsterdam (by Saara Pakkasvirta)
1998 - Amsterdam (In Het Havenkwartier) (by Will Ferdy)
2002 - Amsterdam (Duilio Del Prete)
2007 - Amsterdam (by Herman van den Berg)



In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sings
Of the dreams that he brings
From the wide open sea

In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sleeps
While the riverbank weeps
To the old willow tree

In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who dies
Full of beer, full of cries
In the drunken town fight

In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who's born
On a hot muggy morn
By the dawn's early light

In the port of Amsterdam
Where the sailors all meet
There's a sailor who eats
Only fish head and tails
And he'll show you his teeth
That have rotted too soon
That can haul up the sails
That can swallow the moon
And he yells to the cook
With his arms open wide
Hey! bring me more fish
Throw it down by my side
And he once sought to belch
But he's too full to try
So he stands up and laughs
And he zips up his fly

In the port of Amsterdam
You can see the sailors dance
And they're bursting their pants
Grinding women to porch
They've forgotten the tune
That their whiskey voice croaked
Splitting the night with the
Roar of their jokes
And they turn and they dance
And they laugh and they lust
Til the rancid sound of the
Accordion bursts and then
Out of the night
With their pride in their pants
And the sluts that they tow
Underneath the street lamps

In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who drinks
And he drinks
And he drinks
And he drinks once again
He'll drink to the health
Of the whores of Amsterdam
Who've given their bodies
To a thousand other men
Yeah they bargain their virtue
Their goodness all gone
For a few dirty coins
When they just can't go on
Blows his nose to the sky
On the sea up above
And he pisses like I cry
In the port of Amsterdam
In the port of Amsterdam

Dance Me To The End Of Love
Composer(s): Leonard Cohen
Performer(s): Leonard Cohen
and various other artists



Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone
Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon
Show me slowly what I only know the limits of
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on
Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long
We're both of us beneath our love, we're both of us above
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the children who are asking to be born
Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn
Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn
Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in
Touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

Amsterdam ((aka Amsterdam (In Het Havenkwartier) (by Will Ferdy) - 1998))
((Adapted from: Amsterdam (by Jacques Brel) - 1964))
Composer(s): Jacques Brel - Ernst van Altena
Performer(s): Liesbeth List - 1969

Versions In Other Languages:
1967 - Amsterdam (by Scott Walker)
1984 - Amsterdam (by Saara Pakkasvirta)
2002 - Amsterdam (Duilio Del Prete)
2007 - Amsterdam (by Herman van den Berg)



In dat oud-Amsterdam
in de buurt van de haven
gaan de zeelui zich laven
drinken 't hek van de dam
In dat oud-Amsterdam
liggen zeelieden dronken
als een wimpel zo lam
in de dokken te ronken
In dat oud-Amsterdam
krijgt een zeeman de stuipen
tot hij zich grauw van gram
in het bier wil verzuipen
Maar in oud-Amsterdam
zie je zeelui ontkatert
als de ochtendzon schatert
over Damrak en Dam
In dat oud-Amsterdam
zie je zeelieden wikken
zilveren haringen slikken
bij de staart uit de hand
Van de hand in de tand
smijten zij met hun knaken
want ze zullen hem raken
als een kat in het want
En ze stinken naar aal
in hun grofblauwe truien
en ze stinken naar uien
daarmee doen ze hun maal
Na dat maal staan ze op
om hun broek op te hijsen
en dan gaan ze weer hijsen
tot het boert in hun krop
In dat oud-Amsterdam
zie je zeelieden zwieren
en de meiden versieren
lijf aan lijf, warm en klam
en draaien hun wals
als een wentelende zon
op de klank, dun en vals
van een akkordeon
En zo rood als een kreeft
happen zij naar wat lucht
tot opeens, met een zucht
de muziek het begeeft
Met een air van gewicht
voeren zij, met wat spijt
dan hun Mokkumse meid
weer terug in het licht
In dat oud-Amsterdam
gaan de zeelui aan 't drinken
Aan 't drinken en drinken
en daar nog eens op drinken
tot het oude kerksplein
op hun thuishaven lijkt
en de hoer in 't kozijn
net als moedertje kijkt
En haar borst is de borst
van verloofde of vrouw
en daarna weer zo'n dorst
en de nacht wordt al grauw
Want op de terugvaart is beschuit
en de kater breekt aan
en ze slikken het uit
tegen meerpaal en kraan
In dat oud-Amsterdam
In dat oud-Amsterdam
In dat oud-Amsterdam
In dat oud-Amsterdam

De Doodgewoonste Dingen
Performer(s): Passe Partout



De doodgewoonste dingen die brengen mij tot zingen
Ik zing van al 't mooie dat ik zie
Het dagelijkse leven is m'n allermooist gegeven
In harmonie op melodie
Soms zie ik 't vervagen, dat zijn de trieste dagen
Die brengen mij dan even van m'n stuk
Maar meestal zijn de dingen als de vogels die mooi zingen
Van eindeloos geluk

De hebzucht van de mensen moesten we meer verwensen
Je ziet met angst en beven het oppervlakkig leven
Van nooit tevreden mensen om je heen
Het ego is me alsmaar nummer 1
Maar rijkdom doet bedriegen, de mooiste droom vervliegen
geluk is simpel, dat geldt algemeen

De doodgewoonste dingen die brengen mij tot zingen
Ik zing van al 't mooie dat ik zie
Het dagelijkse leven is m'n allermooist gegeven
In harmonie op melodie
Soms zie ik 't vervagen, dat zijn de trieste dagen
Die brengen mij dan even van m'n stuk
Maar meestal zijn de dingen als de vogels die mooi zingen
Van eindeloos geluk

De wijsheid die we wensen, leeft onder alle mensen
In alle regionen vaak onder doodgewonen
De wijsheid die geluk voor ogen heeft
En iedereen voldoende kansen geeft
Om in dit korte leven elkaar geluk te geven
Gelukkig doen waarvoor de mensheid leeft

De doodgewoonste dingen die brengen mij tot zingen
Ik zing van al 't mooie dat ik zie
Het dagelijkse leven is m'n allermooist gegeven
In harmonie op melodie
Soms zie ik 't vervagen, dat zijn de trieste dagen
Die brengen mij dan even van m'n stuk
Maar meestal zijn de dingen als de vogels die mooi zingen
Van eindeloos geluk

Maar meestal zijn de dingen als de vogels die mooi zingen
Van eindeloos geluk

Amsterdam
Composer(s): John Cale
First release by: John Cale - 1970



She's back from Amsterdam
And I think the journey did her well
Her face has lost it's touch
The tell tale signs of loneliness inside

But I love her still
And need her company still more
Come down, come down once more
And I think, the journey, did her well

She says she fell in love
With men who knew the way to treat a lady
Her life has settled for the best of things
That I couldn't give her

And it's not her fault, she's not the one to blame
Come down, come down, come down once more
And I do believe the journey did her well
Yes I do believe the journey did her well

Dance Little Lady Dance
Composer(s): Biddu Appaiah; Ron Roker; Gerry Shury
Performer(s): Tina Charles; Polly Browne



Yeah, yeah …..
Someone taught me how to dance last night
What a move he was
And someone taught me how to do it right
What a groover he was
He taught me all the steps he knew to rock ‘n roll
I found my sense of rhythm but I lost my self-control
When he said dance little lady, dance
Dance, little lady, dance
You know you’ve got only one chance
So come on, dance, dance, oh!

Someone taught me how to move last night
What a looker he was
Someone taught me how to do it right
What a cooker he was
Now we boogie and we bump until we’re fit to trop
And when he gets me going, I don’t want to stop
When he says, dance, little lady, dance
Dance, little lady, dance
You know you’ve only got one chance
So come on, dance, dance, dance, oh!

Yeah, yeah!
We boogie and we bump until we’re fit to trop
And when he gets me going, I don’t want to stop
When he says, dance, little lady, dance
Dance, little lady, dance
You know you’ve only got one chance
So come on, dance, dance, dance!
That’s what he told me
Oh, what a mover!
That’s what he told me
Oh, what a groover!
Dance, little lady

Amsterdam
Composer(s): Jacques Brel
First release by: Jacques Brel - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists 

Versions In Other Languages:
1967 - Amsterdam (by Scott Walker)
1969 - Amsterdam (by Liesbeth List)
1984 - Amsterdam (by Saara Pakkasvirta)
1998 - Amsterdam (In Het Havenkwartier) (by Will Ferdy)
2002 - Amsterdam (Duilio Del Prete)
2007 - Amsterdam (by Herman van den Berg)



Dans le port d'Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui chantent
Les rêves qui les hantent
Au large d'Amsterdam
Dans le port d'Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui dorment
Comme des oriflammes
Le long des berges mornes
Dans le port d'Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui meurent
Pleins de bière et de drames
Aux premières lueurs
Mais dans le port d'Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui naissent
Dans la chaleur épaisse
Des langueurs océanes

Dans le port d'Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui mangent
Sur des nappes trop blanches
Des poissons ruisselants
Ils vous montrent des dents
À croquer la fortune
À décroisser la lune
À bouffer des haubans
Et ça sent la morue
Jusque dans le cœur des frites
Que leurs grosses mains invitent
À revenir en plus
Puis se lèvent en riant
Dans un bruit de tempête
Referment leur braguette
Et sortent en rotant

Dans le port d'Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui dansent
En se frottant la panse
Sur la panse des femmes
Et ils tournent et ils dansent
Comme des soleils crachés
Dans le son déchiré
D'un accordéon rance
Ils se tordent le cou
Pour mieux s'entendre rire
Jusqu'à ce que tout à coup
L'accordéon expire
Alors le geste grave
Alors le regard fier
Ils ramènent leur batave
Jusqu'en pleine lumière

Dans le port d'Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui boivent
Et qui boivent et reboivent
Et qui reboivent encore
Ils boivent à la santé
Des putains d'Amsterdam
De Hambourg ou d'ailleurs
Enfin ils boivent aux dames
Qui leur donnent leur joli corps
Qui leur donnent leur vertu
Pour une pièce en or
Et quand ils ont bien bu
Se plantent le nez au ciel
Se mouchent dans les étoiles
Et ils pissent comme je pleure
Sur les femmes infidèles
Dans le port d'Amsterdam
Dans le port d'Amsterdam

Dance Little Lady (This Year Of Grace)
Composer(s): Noel Coward
Performer(s): Michael Law
and various other artists



‘Tho’ you’re only seventeen
Far too much of life you’ve seen
Syncopated child
Maybe if you only knew
Where your path is leading to
You’d become less wild
But I know it’s vain
Trying to explain
While there’s this insane
Music in your brain

Dance, dance, dance little lady
Youth is pleasing to the rhythm
Beating in your mind
Dance, dance, dance little lady
So obsessed with second best
No rest you’ll ever find
Time and tide and trouble
Never, never wait
Let the cauldron bubble
Justify your fate
Dance, dance, dance little lady
Dance, dance, dance little lady
Leave tomorrow behind

Time and tide and trouble
Never, never wait
Let the cauldron bubble
Justify your fate
Dance, dance, dance little lady
Dance, dance, dance little lady
Leave tomorrow behind