La Blouse De L'infirmière
Composer(s): Michel Berger
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday



Ils appellent ça service d'urgence
Mais elle, elle joue l'indifférence
Elle rentre dans ma chambre comme dans un rêve
C'est elle qui m'fait monter la fièvre
C'est moi qui prie pour les piqûres
Elle m'rend malade, pourvu qu'ça dure

Elle me fera mourir, l'infirmière
Elle me fera mourir, l'infîrmière

Sur ses hanches, y a une phrase écrite l'as dépasser la dose prescrite
Je lui fais l'coup du grand malade
Je lui fais l'coup du chanteur de blues
Elle dit ça marche pas vos salades
M'en faut plus pour que j'enlève ma blouse
Je lui demande ce qu'elle porte en dessous
Et elle me répond rien du tout

Elle me fera mourir, l'infirmière
Elle me fera mourir, l'infirmière

Je lui fais l'coup de l'arrêt du cœur
Pour qu'elle me fasse du bouche à bouche
Je lui demande de jouer au docteur
Mais elle prend son air sainte n'y touche
J'rêve la nuit qu'elle se déshabille
Et qu'elle me fait des choses gentilles

Elle me fera mourir, l'infirmière
Elle me fera mourir, l'infirmière

Pour une infirmière
Elle a plutôt l'air
Inhospitalière...

Don't Want To Live Without It
Composer(s): David Jenkins - Cory Lerios
Performer(s): Pablo Cruise; Holiday Band



I remember how you caught my eye
The first time you smiled at me
Something kind of happened from the very start
Just like it was meant to be
Your love has taken hold of me
And now I've just got to let you know
Don't want to live without it
Now that I've found your love
There ain't no doubt about it
You are the one I love

Sometimes it seems like magic
When two people come together
I can't believe what you done for me
Our love keeps getting better
I feel like I've been born again
And I know that the best is yet to come

Don't want to live without it
Now that I've found your love
There ain't no doubt about it
You are the one I love

La Bikina
Composer(s): Rubén Fuentes - Alejandro Roth
Performer(s): Raphael



Solitaria camina la bikina
La gente se pone a murmurar
Dicen que tiene una pena
Dicen que tiene una pena
Que la hace llorar
Altanera, preciosa y orgullosa
No permite la quieran consolar
Pasa luciendo su real majestad
Pasa, camina y los mira
Sin verlos jamás
La bikina
Tiene pena y dolor
La bikina
No conoce el amor
Solitaria camina la bikina
Mientras tanto la gente al murmurar
Dicen que alguien ya vino y se fue
Dicen que pasa la vida
Soñando con él 

Don't Walk Over Me
Performer(s): Paul Carrack



You can't see the flip side of the coin
You can't feel the part where two hearts join
There was a time I could make your day
When love was strong, has it gone
Fading far away?

Don't walk over me
Don't walk over me
Lift me up or set me free
But don't walk over me

True there's no reason for me to jump and shout
Give me love when your loves not around
I may not have the patience of a saint
Baby please don't make me hurry up and wait

Don't walk over me

I remember hearing footsteps running up to your door
They were echoes of my heartbeat
Nothing could be colder, how can love be over
When you're still not sure

Don't walk over me

La Bière
Composer(s): Jacques Brel
First release by: Jacques Brel - 1968

Versions In Other Languages:
1995 - Het Bier (by Frank Cools)
2007 - Drinklied (by Herman van den Berg)



Ça sent la bière
De Londres à Berlin
Ça sent la bière
Dieu qu'on est bien
Ça sent la bière
De Londres à Berlin
Ça sent la bière
Donne-moi la main

C'est plein d'Uilenspieghel
Et de ses cousins et d'arrière-cousins
De Breughel l'Ancien
C'est plein de gens du nord
Qui mord comme un chien
Le porc qui dort le ventre plein

Ça sent la bière
De Londres à Berlin
Ça sent la bière
Dieu qu'on est bien
Ça sent la bière
De Londres à Berlin
Ça sent la bière
Donne-moi la main

C'est plein de verres pleins
Qui vont à kermesse comme vont à messe
Vieilles au matin
C'est plein de jours morts
Et d'amours gelés
Chez nous y a qu'l'été
Que les filles aient un corps

Ça sent la bière
De Londres à Berlin
Ça sent la bière
Dieu qu'on est bien
Ça sent la bière
De Londres à Berlin
Ça sent la bière
Donne-moi la main

C'est plein de finissants
Qui soignent leurs souvenirs
En mouillant de rires
Leurs poiluchons blancs
C'est plein de débutants
Qui soignent leur vérole
En caracolant de Prosit en Skoll

Ça sent la bière
De Londres à Berlin
Ça sent la bière
Dieu qu'on est bien
Ça sent la bière
De Londres à Berlin
Ça sent la bière
Donne-moi la main

C'est plein de "Godferdom"
C'est plein d'Amsterdam
C'est plein de mains d'hommes
Aux croupes des femmes
C'est plein de mèmères
Qui ont depuis toujours
Un sein pour la bière
Un sein pour l'amour

Ça sent la bière
De Londres à Berlin
Ça sent la bière
Dieu qu'on est bien
Ça sent la bière
De Londres à Berlin
Ça sent la bière
Donne-moi la main

C'est plein d'horizons
À vous rendre fous
Mais l'alcool est blond
Et le diable est à nous
Les gens sans Espagne
Ont besoin des deux
On fait des montagnes
Avec ce qu'on peut

Ça sent la bière
De Londres à Berlin
Ça sent la bière
Donne-moi la main

Don't Walk Away
Composer(s): Nick Gilder - Duane Hitchings
Performer(s): Pat Benatar



Standin' in the doorway, forgot to say one thing 
You've always had the power to lift my wings 
I know I shouldn't need so much, an' we could say goodbye 
Oh yes I am a dreamer, I still see us flyin' high 

We can start over, darlin' it's clear 
Love is what brought you here 

Don't Walk Away 
Oh, to see if I follow 
Don't Walk Away, victory's hollow 
Been that road, it didn't take us home 
Turn around, you won't be alone 

Somethin' brings us together, keeps tearin' us apart 
The wounded are much wiser, we'll just take it from the start 

We can start over, darlin' it's clear 
Love is what brought you here 

Don't Walk Away 
Oh, to see if I follow 
Don't Walk Away, victory's hollow 
Been that road, it didn't take us home 
Turn around, you won't be alone 

We can start over, darlin' it's clear 
Love is what brought you here 

Don't Walk Away 
Oh, to see if I follow 
Don't Walk Away, victory's hollow 
Been that road, it didn't take us home 
Turn around, you won't be alone 
Don't Walk Away 
Don't Walk Away! 

Oh, to see if I follow 
Don't Walk Away, victory's hollow 
Been that road, it didn't take us home 
Turn around, you won't be alone 
Don't Walk Away 
Oh, to see if I follow 
Oh, Don't Walk Away, Don't Walk Away 
Been that road, it didn't take us home 
Turn around, turn around, you won't be, you won't be alone

Het Bier
((Adapted from: La Bière (by Jacques Brel) - 1968))
((South-African Version: Drinklied (by Herman van den Berg) - 2007))
Composer(s): Jacques Brel - Ernst van Altena
Performer(s): Frank Cools - 1995



Het geurt naar bier, van Londen tot Berlijn
Het ruikt naar bier, en God, dat is fijn!
Het geurt naar bier, van Londen tot Berlijn
Het ruikt naar bier en laat ons vrolijk zijn!

't Zit vol Uilenspiegel
En neefjes van Tijl
Vol boeren en meiden
In Brueghelse stijl
't Zit vol noordewind
Die bijt in de mond
Van zwijnen die ronken
Met pensen rond!

't Zit vol volle glazen
't Is machtig en tof
't Zit voller met schuim
Dan 's zondags het lof!
't Zit vol bittere kou
Want het is buiten kijf:
Bij ons heeft een meid
Alleen 's zomers een lijf!

't Zit vol ouwe mannen
Die bibberend en dor
Hun 'vroeger' bepraten
Met schuim in hun snor
't Zit vol jonge jongens
Die, leve de lol!
Hun puisten beklinken
Met Prosit! En Skol!

't Zit vol Godverdomme
En vol Amsterdam
't Zit vol blonde vrouwen
Van noordelijke stam
't Zit vol ronde moekes
Met in hun brevier
Een borst voor de liefde
Een borst voor het bier!

't Zit vol horizons
't Is geen slappe thee
't Is sterk en 't is blond
En de duivel werkt mee
Wij hebben geen Alpen
Dus brouwen wij hier
De vlakte vol bergen
Met bergen van bier!...

Don't Wait Too Long
Composer(s): Sunny Skylar
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra



Don't Wait Too Long
You are the summer and I am the autumn
Don't wait too long
Your song's beginning while mine's nearly sung
Don't wait too long

Fall is a lovely time of the year
When leaves turn to golden brown
But soon fall is ending and winter is near
And the leaves start tumblin' down

Why must the moments go by in such haste?
Don't wait too long
Winter is coming, I've no time to waste
Don't wait too long

So while my heart's gay and foolish and free and still can sing its song
Share every precious moment with me, don't you wait too long

Don't wait too long

Don't wait too long

So while my heart's gay and foolish and free and still can sing its song
Share every precious moment with me, don't wait too long

You Only Think Of Me (When You're Lonely)
Composer(s): Ben Weisman - Sid Wayne
Performer(s): Jimmy Dean



You only think of me when you're lonely
After all the laughter's been and gone
When the streets are filled with neon shadows only
I'm a shoulder you come crying on

Each time I take you back I know again you'll hurt me so
Still this heart of mine just lets you come and go
You only think of me when you're lonely
But I'm lonely thinking of you all the time
Each time I take you back I know again you'll hurt me so
Still this heart of mine just lets you come and go
You only think of me when you're lonely
But I'm lonely thinking of you all the time

Don't Turn Me Away
Composer(s): Graham Russell
Performer(s): Air Supply



We shared such a special love
It seemed to have no end
But now it hurts me just to remember
Your eyes used to tell me so much
That words could never find
And now you say you don’t know
Where your future lies
But you’ve got to find it now
Or get left behind

Please don’t turn me away
I can’t forget it all in just one day
Take some time to speak your mind
But say it’s not over
Please don’t turn me away
Don’t close the door on us this way
I’m so sure that there’s much more
You just have to tell me

Remember those fireside nights
It’s not that long ago
You said you wanted to stay there forever
I have you the strength of my hand
When things were running low
I didn’t know you would go back on
What you said
There must be some reasons there
That you don’t want to share

Please don’t turn me away
I can’t forget it all in just one day
Take some time to speak your mind
But say it’s not over
Please don’t turn me away
Don’t close the door on us this way
I’m so sure that there’s much more
You just have to tell me

And just when you needed me
I said I’d be there until the end
What is it that’s changed in you
When all I want is to be your friend
(I need a friend)
Don’t turn me away

The Peace Proposal
Composer(s): Shel Silverstein
Performer(s): Shel Silverstein



Said General Clay to General Gore
"Really must we fight this sill war
To kill and die is such a bore"
"I quite agree," said General Gore

Said General Gore to General Clay
"We could go to the beach today
And have some ice cream on the way"
"A grand idea", said General Clay

Said General Clay to General Gore
"We'll build sand castles on the shore"
Said General Gore, "We'll splash and play"
"Let's leave right now", said General Clay

Said General Gore to General Clay
"But what if the sea is closed today
And what if the sand's been blown away?"
"A dreadful thought", said General Clay

Said General Gore to General Clay
I've always feared the ocean's spray
And we may drown." "It's true we may
It chills my blood", said General Clay

Said General Clay to General Gore
"My bathing suit is slightly tore
We better go on with our war"
"I quite agree", said General Gore

Then General Clay charged General Gore
As bullets flew and cannons roared
And now, alas, there is no more
Of General Clay or General Gore

Don't Turn Around
Composer(s): Albert Hammond - Diane Warren
First release by: Tina Turner - 1986
Covered by multiple other artists



If you wanna leave
baby
I won't beg you to stay

And if you wanna go
darling
maybe it's better that way
I'm gonna be strong
I'm gonna be fine

Don't worry about this heart of mine
Walk out the door
see if I care
go on and go now
but 

Don't turn around
'cause you're gonna see my heart breaking

Don't turn around
I don't want you seeing me crying
Just walk away
it's tearing me apart that you're leaving

I'm letting you go and I won't let you know

Baby
I won't let you know

I won't miss your arms around me
holding me tight
And if you ever think about me just know
that I'm gonna be alright
I'm gonna be strong
I'm gonna be fine

Don't worry about this heart of mine
I know I'll survive it
I'll make it through

And I'll learn to live without you
but 

Don't turn around

'cause you're gonna see my heart breaking

I wish I could scream out loud that I love you

I wish I could say to you: Don't go
don't go
don't go!

Don't turn around

Don't turn around
I don't want you seeing me crying
Just walk away
it's tearing me apart that you're leaving

I'm letting you go

Don't turn around

'cause you're gonna see my heart breaking

Masochistic Baby
Composer(s): Shel Silverstein
First release by: Shel Silverstein - 1972



Oh ever since my masocistic baby went and left me (she has left you a again) 
I got nothin' nothin' to hit but the wall (poor wall) 
She loved me when I beat her (oh they do love that) 
But then I started actin' sweeter (oh mistake) 
Oh and that ain't no way to treat her at all

She is the one that I'm dreaming of and you always hurt the one you love 
And ever since my masochistic baby went and left me 
Nothin' to hit but the wall (what you know) 
Nothin' to belt but my pants (yes I've suspendors) 
Nothin' to whip but the cream (it gets so nasty) 
Nothin' to beat but the eggs 
Oh nothin' to punch but the clock 
Oh nothin' to strike but the match (light my fire) 
Oh nothin' nothin' to hit but the wall

Don't Try Your Jive On Me
Composer(s): Leonard Feather - Edgar Sampson
Performer(s): Fats Waller; Una Mae Carlisle



You tell me you love me only
Say you're feeling so lonely
But I know you're lyin'
That's why I'm cryin'
Now, don't you try your jive on me

Oh, you asked me a whole gang of questions
You make all kinds of suggestions
If only you meant it
I wouldn't resent it
But don't try your jive on me

All night long you hang around
Can't you see you bring me down?
Yes, yes!

I know that you think you're a sender
You'll never make me surrender
In fact you don't rate
I'm telling you, gate
Now don't try your jive on me!

Bring it on out!
Bring 'em some jive!
Yes! Yes!

You don't rate
I'm tellin' you, gate
Don't try your jive on me
No, no, no, no
Don't try your jive on me!

La Bien Paga
Composer(s): Juan Mostazo
Performer(s): Raphael; Bebo & Cigala; Miguel De Molina



Na’ te debo
Na’ te pido
Me voy de tu vera, olvídame ya
Que he pagao con oro tus carnes morenas
No maldigas, paya, que estamos en paz
No te quiero
No me quieras
Si to’ me lo diste, yo na’ te pedí
No me eches en cara que to’ lo perdiste
También a tu vera yo to’ lo perdí
Bien paga’
Si tú eres la bien paga’
Porque tus besos compré
Y a mí te supiste dar
Por un puñao de parne
Bien paga’, bien paga’
Bien paga’ fuiste, mujer
No te engaño
Quiero a otra
No creas por eso que te traicioné
No cayó en mis brazos
Me dio sólo un beso
El único beso que yo no pagué
Na’ te pido
Na’ me llevo
Entre esas paredes dejo sepultas
Penas y alegrías, que te doy y me diste
Y esas joyas que ahora pa' otro lucirás

Don't Treat Me Like A Child 
Composer(s): Mike Hawker - John Schroeder
Performer(s): Helen Shapiro



Well, just because I’m in my teens
And I still go to school
Don’t think that I been childish dreams
I’m nobody’s fool
Don’t mother me, that makes me wild
And please don’t treat me like a child

It’s often said that youngsters
Should be seen and not be heard
But I want you to realise 
That it’s quite absurd
Don’t wanna be so meek and mild
So please don’t treat me like a child

Gonna be my own adviser
‘Cause my mind’s my own
Then I will be much the wiser
My own point of view 
Has got to be known

The best years of my life, I know
Are those when I am young
And since I’m sure that this is so
Gotta have my fun
So if I feel like running wild
Well, please don’t treat me like a child

Gonna be my own adviser
‘Cause my mind’s my own
Then I will be much the wiser
My own point of view 
Has got to be known

The best years of my life, I know
Are those when I am young
And since I’m sure that this is so
Gotta have my fun
So if I feel like running wild
Well, please don’t treat me like a child

Don’t ever treat me like a child

La Bicyclette
Composer(s): Francis Lai - Pierre Barouh
First release by: Yves Montand - 1969



Quand on partait de bon matin
Quand on partait sur les chemins
À bicyclette
Nous étions quelques bons copains
Y avait Fernand y avait Firmin
Y avait Francis et Sébastien
Et puis Paulette

On était tous amoureux d'elle
On se sentait pousser des ailes
À bicyclette
Sur les petits chemins de terre
On a souvent vécu l'enfer
Pour ne pas mettre pied à terre
Devant Paulette

Faut dire qu'elle y mettait du cœur
C'était la fille du facteur
À bicyclette
Et depuis qu'elle avait huit ans
Elle avait fait en le suivant
Tous les chemins environnants
À bicyclette

Quand on approchait la rivière
On déposait dans les fougères
Nos bicyclettes
Puis on se roulait dans les champs
Faisant naître un bouquet changeant
De sauterelles, de papillons
Et de rainettes

Quand le soleil à l'horizon
Profilait sur tous les buissons
Nos silhouettes
On revenait fourbus contents
Le cœur un peu vague pourtant
De n'être pas seul un instant
Avec Paulette

Prendre furtivement sa main
Oublier un peu les copains
La bicyclette
On se disait c'est pour demain
J'oserai, j'oserai demain
Quand on ira sur les chemins
À bicyclette

Don't Throw Your Love Away
((French Version: C'est Arrivé Comme Ça (Michèle Torr) - 1964))
Composer(s): Billy Jackson - Jim Wisner
First release by: The Orlons - 1963
Covered by multiple other artists



Don't throw your love away, no, no, no, no
Don't throw your love away
For you might need it someday

Don't throw your dreams away, no, no, no, no
Keep them another day
For you might need them someday

Lovers of today just throw their dreams away
And play at love
They give their love away
To anyone who'll say "I love you"

Don't throw your love away, no, no, no, no
Don't throw your love away
For you might need it someday

Lovers of today just throw their dreams away
And play at love
They give their love away
To anyone who'll say "I love you"

Go out and have your fun
You better have your fun with anyone
But don't throw your love away

Don't throw your love away, no, no, no, no
Don't throw your love away
For you might need it someday

Don't throw your love away, no, no, no, no
Don't throw your love away, yeah

La Bête Immonde
Composer(s): Claude Lemesle - Michel Fugain
Performer(s): Michel Fugain



Elle est vivante, elle a encore
La haine au ventre, la rage au corps
La bête immonde

Qu'elle tourne au loin comme un vautour
Ou Rampe et ronge tout autour
La bête immonde

Depuis le temps qu'elle a fait le trou
De sa tanière grise
Là-bas, ici, partout
Au coeur de chacun de nous
Elle est l'enfant que la bêtise
A conçu avec l'ombre
La bête immonde

Depuis le temps qu'on laisse faire
Tous les suppôts de son enfer
La bête immonde

Qu'elle a vomi des Gestapo
Dans toutes les guerres, tous les ghettos
La bête immonde

Que les salauts dans les salons
Lui trouvent des excuses
Lui trouvent des raisons
Plébiscitées par les cons
Elle est la fille de la rue
Qui naît des décombres
La bête immonde

O pleure, pleure ma mère la terre
Des larmes de siècles et de sang
O pleure, pleure des gouttes d'océan

Sur les chants qui montent des wagons
Les camps, les tortionnaires
Les frères qui clouent leurs frères
Au poteau des religions

O pleure ma mère la terre
Au fond de tes entrailles gronde
La bête immonde

Mais qui va lui planter le pieu dans le coeur?
Qui va l'amputer du goût de l'horreur?

Elle qui étrangle les ethnies
Etrangle les poètes
Etouffe les hommes honnêtes
Au baillon des calomnies
Il lui faut faire sauter la tête
Avec sa propre bombe
La bête immonde

Depuis qu'elle nous pollue l'histoire
A coup de glaive, à coup de gloire
La bête immonde

Que son crachat sur ton drapeau
Dépend de la couleur de peau
La bête immonde

Depuis qu'elle rôde avec sa faux
Emblème de son règne
Depuis qu'elle dit Je t'aime
Aux cagoules, aux échafauds
Il faur cribler de chrysanthèmes
Jusqu'à ce qu'elle succombe
La bête immonde

O pleure, pleure ma mère la terre
Des larmes de siècles et de sang
O pleure, pleure des gouttes d'océan

Sur les bouquins, dans les bûchers
Les cris des ratonnades
Sur les croix des croisades
Et les continents barbelés

O pleure, ma mère la terre
Au fond de tes entrailles gronde
La bête immonde

Mais qui va lui planter le pieu dans le coeur?
Qui va l'amputer du goût de l'horreur?

O pleure, ma mère la terre
Au fond de tes entrailles gronde
La bête immonde

O pleure, ma mère la terre
Au fond de tes entrailles gronde
La bête immonde

Don't Think Twice, It's All Right
((Adapted from: Who's Gonna Buy You Ribbons (When I'm Gone) (Paul Clayton) - 1960))
Composer(s): Paul Clayton - Bob Dylan
Performer(s): Bob Dylan - 1963
and multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1965 - N'y Pense Plus, Tout Est Bien (Hugues Aufray)
1965 - Itke Siis, Siitä Viis (Johnny & The Sounds)
1970 - È Inutile Sedersi E Domandarsi (Bobby Solo)
1992 - Glem Det Hele (Men Husk Hva' Du Sagde) (Peter Belli & De Nye Rivaler)
1999 - E Bine, Nu Te Razgîndi (Alexandru Andries)
2005 - Niin Vain On Ja Olkoon Nin (Åttopojat)



Well, it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
Given you don't know by now
An' it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
It'll never do somehow
When your rooster crows at the break of dawn
Look out your window and I'll be gone
You're the reason I'm trav'lin' on
Don't think twice, it's all right
An' it ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe
That light I never knowed
An' it ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe
I'm on the dark side of the road
Still I wish there was somethin' you would do or say
To try and make me change my mind and stay
We never did too much talkin' anyway
But don't think twice, it's all right
So it ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal
Like you never did before
An' it ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal
I can't hear you any more
I'm a-thinkin' and a-wond'rin' walkin' down the road
I once loved a woman, a child I'm told
I give her my heart but she wanted my soul
But don't think twice, it's all right
So long, honey babe
I'm walking down that long and lonesome road
Where I'm bound, I can't tell
Goodbye is too good a word, gal
So I'll just say fare thee well
I ain't sayin' you treated me unkind
You could have done better but I don't mind
You just kinda wasted my precious time
But don't think twice, it's all right