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  • 25-10-2004
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    La Vida Es Un Mix
    Composer(s): Miguel Mateos
    Performer(s): Miguel Mateos



    Desnudos en el río
    mirando los planetas
    hablando y hablando
    Pisando los charcos
    con los Dioses en el aire
    dando y dando
    Yo puedo ver hacia adelante
    y lo que veo me gusta tanto
    que cruzaré el mar si me lo pides
    en la cresta de la ola
    surfeandolo

    Pero no llores más
    nena no llores más
    trato y trato de hacerte entender
    La vida es un mix
    y todo está bien
    siempre y cuando vos
    lo quieras

    Yo soy la mitad del hombre
    que debía ser
    pero justo la mitad que necesitas
    y aún así voy a parar la lluvia
    y te traeré el sol en un puño
    lleno de margaritas
    Yo puedo ver hacia adelante
    y lo que veo es lo que siento
    Y problema no es que la vida
    sea corta
    el problema es
    que estamos muertos
    demasiado tiempo

    Pero no llores más
    nena no llores más
    trato y trato de hacerte entender
    La vida es un mix
    y todo está bien
    siempre y cuando vos
    lo quieras

    trato y trato de hacerte entender
    La vida es un mix
    y todo está bien
    siempre y cuando

    La vida es un mix
    todo está bien
    La vida es un mix
    todo está bien
    nena no llores más
    La vida es un mix



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    Bad News Composer(s): John D. Loudermilk First release by: John D. Loudermilk - 1963 Covered by multiple other artists



    Well, bad news travels like wildfire
    Good news travels slow
    They all call me "wildfire"
    'Cause ev'rybody knows
    I'm bad news, ev'rywhere I go
    Always gettin' in trouble
    And a-leavin' little girls
    That hate to see me go

    They tried to hang me in Oakland
    And they did in Francisco
    But I wouldn't choke, I broke the rope
    And they had to let me go
    'Cause I'm bad news, ev'rywhere I go
    Always gettin' in trouble
    And leavin' little girls
    That hate to see me go

    Now, from North to South, to East to West
    The story is the same
    From one state to another
    I have to change my name
    'Cause I'm bad news, ev'rywhere I go
    Always gettin' in trouble
    And a-leavin' little girls
    That sure hate to see me go
    Well, now I picked peaches in Georgia
    I lumberjacked in Maine
    I've been hired, and fired, and jailed
    Any town you can name
    'Cause I'm bad news, ev'rywhere I go
    Always gettin' into trouble
    And a-leavin' little girls
    That hate to see me go



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    24-10-2004
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    La Vida Es Un Carnaval
    Composer(s): Victor Daniel
    Performer(s): Celia Cruz



    Todo aquel que piense que la vida es desigual
    tiene que saber que no es así
    que la vida es una hermosura, hay que vivirla
    Todo aquel que piense que está solo y que está mal
    tiene que saber que no es así
    que en la vida no hay nadie solo, siempre hay alguien

    Ay, no ha que llorar, que la vida es un carnaval
    es más bello vivir cantando
    Oh, oh, oh, Ay, no hay que llorar
    que la vida es un carnaval
    y las penas se van cantando

    Todo aquel que piense que la vida siempre es cruel
    tiene que saber que no es así
    que tan solo hay momentos malos, y todo pasa
    Todo aquel que piense que esto nunca va a cambiar
    tiene que saber que no es así
    que al mal tiempo buena cara, y todo pasa

    Ay, no ha que llorar, que la vida es un carnaval
    es más bello vivir cantando
    Oh, oh, oh, Ay, no hay que llorar
    que la vida es un carnaval
    y las penas se van cantando
    Para aquellos que se quejan tanto
    Para aquellos que solo critican
    Para aquellos que usan las armas
    Para aquellos que nos contaminan
    Para aquellos que hacen la guerra
    Para aquellos que viven pecando
    Para aquellos nos maltratan
    Para aquellos que nos contagian
    La Vida es un Carnaval



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Bad Moon Rising
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    Bad Moon Rising Composer(s): John Fogerty First release by: Creedence Clearwater Revival - 1969 Covered by multiple other artists Versions In Other Languages: 1969 - La Luna È Stanca (by Stormy Six) 1977 - Tegn I Sol Og Måne (by Rock Nalle & The Flames) 1983 - Paha Kuu Nousee (by Kari Peitsamo Revival)



    I see the bad moon arising
    I see trouble on the way
    I see earthquakes and lightnin'
    I see bad times today

    Don't go around tonight
    Well, it's bound to take your life
    There's a bad moon on the rise

    I hear hurricanes ablowing
    I know the end is coming soon
    I fear rivers over flowing
    I hear the voice of rage and ruin

    Don't go around tonight
    Well, it's bound to take your life
    There's a bad moon on the rise
    All right!

    Hope you got your things together
    Hope you are quite prepared to die
    Looks like we're in for nasty weather
    One eye is taken for an eye

    Don't go around tonight
    Well, it's bound to take your life
    There's a bad moon on the rise

    Don't go around tonight
    Well, it's bound to take your life
    There's a bad moon on the rise



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    23-10-2004
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.La Vida
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    La Vida
    Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
    Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez



    La vida de un pájaro en vuelo
    la vida de un amanecer
    la vida de un crío
    de un bosque y de un río
    la vida me ha hecho saber

    La vida del sordo y del ciego
    la vida que no sabe hablar
    la del triste loco
    la que sabe a poco
    la vida me ha hecho soñar

    La vida voraz que se enreda
    la vida que sale a jugar
    la vida consciente que queda
    la vida que late en el mar

    La vida que brota de un muerto
    la vida que no se murió
    la de los desiertos
    la de un libro abierto
    la vida me ha hecho cual yo

    La vida que alumbra en el trueno
    la vida final de un adiós
    la vida goteando de un seno
    la vida secreta de un dios

    La vida que pende de todo
    la vida de cada emoción
    la vida en exceso
    la vida de un beso
    la vida me ha hecho canción



    Categorie:Latin Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Bad Man's Blunder
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    Bad Man's Blunder Composer(s): Lee Hays - Cisco Houston Performer(s): The Kingston Trio; White Mountain Singers



    Well early one evenin' I was rolling around
    I was feelin' kinda mean I shot a deputy down
    Strolled along home and I went to bed
    Well I laid my pistol up under my head

    (He strolled along home) I took my time
    (And he went to bed) Thought I'd sleep some
    (Laid his pistrol) Big 22"
    (Up under his head) I keep it handy

    Well early in the mornin' bout the break of day
    I figured it was time to make a getaway
    Steppin' right along but I was steppin' too slow
    Got surrounded by a sheriff down in Mexico

    (Well he was steppin' right along) I were a hot-footin' it
    (But he was steppin' too slow) It was a sultry day
    (Got surrounded by a sheriff) Boxed in
    (In Mexico) I didn't even have a chance to see the country

    When I was arrested well I didn't have a dime
    The sheriff said, 'Son you're riding free this time
    'Where you're going you won't need a cent
    'Cause the great state of Texas gonna pay your rent'

    ('Cause where you're going) I think he means jail
    (You won't need a cent) Well he knows I'm broke
    ('Cause the great state of Texas) Yippee!
    (Gonna pay your rent) I'm mighty grateful fellas

    Well I didn't have a key and I didn't have a file
    Naturally I stayed around until my trial
    Judge was an old man, Ninety-three
    And I didn't like the way the jury looked at me

    (Well the judge was an old man) Too old
    (Ninety-three) Entirely too old
    I didn't like the way..the jury looked at me
    I think they were suspicious

    (The judge and jury they did agree)
    (They all said murder in the first degree)
    (The judge said same)
    'Well I dunno whether to hang you or not
    but this here killin' of deputy sheriffs has just naturally got to stop'
    [You gotta point there judge]

    It was a most unsatisfactory trial
    They gave me ninety-nine years on the hard rock pile
    Ninety and nine on the hard rock ground
    And all I ever did was shoot a deputy down

    (Ninety and nine) It could have been life
    (On the hard rock pile) They might-a hung me
    (And all he ever did...was shoot a deputy down...)
    This whole thing has sure been a lesson to me
    [Bang! You're dead!]



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    22-10-2004
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. La Veuve De Joe Stan Murray
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    La Veuve De Joe Stan Murray
    Composer(s): Maurice Vallet - Julien Clerc
    Performer(s): Julien Clerc



    Comme un Bernard l'hermite
    Qui se souvient d'anciens palais
    Mon cœur coquille vide
    Résonne encore d'anciens regrets

    Un saxophone bizarre
    Pris dans de gluants lichens mous
    Raconte sur la plage
    L'histoire vieille du G.I. fou

    J'écoute monotone
    Le bruit de l'acier et du fer
    Les vagues d'assaut résonnent
    Entre le village et la mer

    Le casino en ruines
    Frappe de stupeur l'environ
    Des canons dans les ruines
    Fument l'opium des moissons, des moissons

    Ma patience prolifère
    De la Province à l'horizon
    Reviens dans ton repaire
    Mon vieux mollusque ma déraison

    Comme une fleur petite
    Qui jamais ne se fanerait
    Ta petite veuve annamite
    T'attend encore Joe Stan Murray

    J'écoute monotone
    Le bruit de l'acier et du fer
    Les vagues d'assaut résonnent
    Entre le village et la mer

    Le casino en ruines
    Frappe de stupeur l'environ
    Des canons dans les ruines
    Fument l'opium des moissons, des moissons

    Deux croupiers agonisent
    Frappés à mort par deux harpons
    Des mouettes vocalisent
    Le programme de l'Opéra de Saïgon



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Bad Luck And Trouble
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    Bad Luck And Trouble Composer(s): Johnny Winter Performer(s): Johnny Winter; Mark Wenner; Terry Garland



    I believe that bad luck and trouble
    Man is all that joins us
    I mean that bad luck and trouble
    People that's all that joins us
    When my bad luck quit me
    Lord, my trouble just began
    I'm travelin' the highway
    Since I was a child
    Nobody see no woman man
    Nobody seems to care
    Bad luck and trouble
    Man, is all that joins us
    When my bad luck quit me
    Man, my trouble just began
    Lord, I'm sittin' down and thinkin'
    Man, I'm a long, long way from home
    Just sittin' down and thinkin'
    Man, I'm a long, long way from home
    Think about all my good times
    Lord, and my friends all want to know
    They never hurt nobody
    They never done nobody wrong
    Other people won't accept me they say
    Man, leave me alone
    Sittin' down and thinkin'
    Lord, I'm a long, long way from home
    Thinkin' about my good times
    Man, and my friends all want to know
    Man, ain't nobody has this trouble
    I gonna tell nobody else
    Nobody else has this trouble
    Man, ain't gonna tell nobody else
    My whole life I'm livin' baby
    Gonna make it by myself



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    21-10-2004
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    La Verónica
    Composer(s): Fito Páez
    Performer(s): Fito Páez



    No se filmó en Portugal
    eso no estaba en su plan
    ella deshizo valijas
    prendió un cigarrillo
    y bajo a la ciudad
    Roma no estaba tan mal
    debo admitir nada mal
    algo mantiene el hechizo penso
    y se dejo llevar
    por un tipo que bajaba solo por la
    calle del calvario

    plano secuencia real
    solo debo caminar
    si de algo estaba segura
    era que su Verónica no iba a llorar
    tarde de crucifixión
    clavan al hijo de Dios
    guarda el guión en un bolso amarillo
    y se tira al sol a bailar

    Todas las vidas cayeron al mar
    es tan suave verlas
    todas las vidas cayeron al mar
    y se van, y se van, y se van
    ella quiso hacerlo tan feliz
    Exterior - día - toma 22
    y el sudor de Cristo dibujado sobre un manto

    Todas las vidas cayeron al mar
    es tan suave verlas
    todas las vidas cayeron al mar
    y se van, y se van, y se van
    ella quiso hacerlo tan feliz
    el quiso un amor y no una actriz
    ella quiso hacerlo tan feliz

    El y su coraza de marfil
    diseminada a resistir los encantos del jazmín
    yo no se porque
    eligió su dulce piel
    fue quizás que la vio tan sola
    yo no se ni porque
    eligió aquella mujer
    no hizo mas que volverse loca
    y el sudor de Cristo dibujado sobre un manto
    todas las vidas...



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Bad Luck
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    Bad Luck Composer(s): Victor Carstarphen - Gene McFadden - John Whitehead First release by: Harold Melvin & The Blue Notes - 1975



    Look down-hearted and confused Because lately you've been startin' to lose Losin' out on everything you might try to do Bad luck's there, it's got a hold on you Losing money, `bout to lose your home Done lost your woman and everything you own Law of averages plainly states that chances go around But if you want know the truth about it and tell you what's pullin' you down, yeah (You got) Bad luck That's what you got, that's what you got (Yes, uh) Bad luck That's what you got, that's what you got Bad luck That's what you got, that's what you got (You got) Bad luck, bad luck (Bad) Played a number `cause that number's hot stuff But the bookies get you for every cent you've got Walk around in a daze with your pockets bare Got to see your woman and she ain't even there Don't seem to give a whiz about it and all your trapped in time The more I think about it, I think you're `bout to lose your mind Some people call it jinxed, some say it ain't my day, huh But if you wanna know the truth about it and tell you what's pullin' you way down Bad luck That's what you got, that's what you got (Yes, uh) Bad luck That's what you got, that's what you got (You got) Bad luck That's what you got, that's what you got (You got) Bad luck, bad luck (Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad) One long week Ooh, huh Yeah, yeah One more thing Law of averages plainly states that chances go around But if you wanna know the truth about it and tell you what's pullin' you down Down, down, down, down, down Bad luck (Yes, uh) That's what you got, that's what you got (You got) Bad luck (Oh.yeah) That's what you got, that's what you got (You got) Bad luck That's what you got, that's what you got (You got) Bad luck, bad luck, bad luck, bad luck Bad luck That's what you got, that's what you got Bad luck That's what you got, that's what you got Bad luck That's what you got, that's what you got Bad luck, bad luck, bad luck, bad luck Bad luck That's what you got, that's what you got Bad luck That's what you got, that's what you got Bad luck That's what you got, that's what you got Bad luck, bad luck, bad luck, bad luck (I can't get away from this bad luck) Huh Bad luck Bad, bad I want to get away but I can't keep myself `Cause I got bad luck Huh, bad luck, y'all Children sing with me, 'Bad luck' Everybody's got bad luck, bad luck, bad luck Bad luck That's what you got, that's what you got Bad luck That's what you got, that's what you got Bad luck That's what you got, that's what you got Bad luck, bad luck, bad luck, bad luck Bad luck That's what you got, that's what you got (Mmm...mmm...) Bad luck That's what you got, that's what you got Bad luck That's what you got, that's what you got (Hey) Bad luck (Yeah), bad luck, bad luck (Come on), bad luck (Come on) Ga-ga, woo People in the world out there I know none-a y'all satisfied, satisfied The way crisis has been goin' on, oh, babe I better say I'm just mad about mornin' paper, yeah They cut down on smokin' [Cut down on smokin'] We have to cut down on dreamin' [Cut down on dreamin'] `Cause early one morning I got me a paper, huh I sat down on my living room floor Opened it up [Opened it up], opened it up [Opened it up] Guess, what I saw, huh? Saw the President of the United States, huh The man said he was gonna give it up He's giving us high hopes But he still turned around and left all us poor folks behind They say they got another man to take his place But I don't think they need to satisfy the human race Bad luck, huh Bad luck, bad luck, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey The only the thing that I got that I can hold on Is my God, huh, my God, huh Jesus be with me, Jesus Give me good luck, huh, good luck Help me Jesus, huh Everybody needs



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    20-10-2004
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. La Vérité
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    La Vérité
    Composer(s): Guy Béart
    Performer(s): Guy Béart



    Le premier qui dit se trouve toujours sacrifié
    D'abord on le tue
    Puis on s'habitue
    On lui coupe la langue on le dit fou à lier
    Après sans problèmes
    Parle le deuxième
    Le premier qui dit la vérité
    Il doit être exécuté

    J'affirme que l'on m'a proposé beaucoup d'argent
    Pour vendre mes chances
    Dans le Tour de France
    Le Tour est un spectacle et plaît à beaucoup de gens
    Et dans le spectacle
    Y a pas de miracle
    Le coureur a dit la vérité
    Il doit être exécuté

    À Chicago un journaliste est mort dans la rue
    Il fera silence
    Sur tout ce qu'il pense
    Pauvre Président tous tes témoins ont disparu
    En chœur ils se taisent
    Ils sont morts les treize
    Le témoin a dit la vérité
    Il doit être exécuté

    Le monde doit s'enivrer de discours pas de vin
    Rester dans la ligne
    Suivre les consignes
    À Moscou un poète à l'Union des écrivains
    Souffle dans la soupe
    Où mange le groupe.
    Le poète a dit la vérité
    Il doit être exécuté.

    Combien d'hommes disparus qui un jour ont dit non
    Dans la mort propice
    Leurs corps s'évanouissent
    On se souvient ni de leurs yeux ni de leur nom
    Leurs mots qui demeurent
    Chantent "juste" à l'heure
    L'inconnu a dit la vérité
    Il doit être exécuté

    Un jeune homme à cheveux longs grimpait le Golgotha
    La foule sans tête
    Etait à la fête
    Pilate a raison de ne pas tirer dans le tas
    C'est plus juste en somme
    D'abattre un seul homme
    Ce jeune homme a dit la vérité
    Il doit être exécuté



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Bad Love
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    Bad Love
    Composer(s): Eric Clapton - Mick Jones
    Performer(s): Eric Clapton



    Oh what a feeling I get when I'm with you
    You take my heart into everything you do
    And it makes me sad for the lonely people
    I walked that road for so long
    Now I know that I'm one of the lucky people
    Your love is making me strong

    I've had enough bad love
    I need something I can be proud of
    I've had enough bad love
    No more bad love

    And now I see that my life has been so blue
    With all the heartaches I had till I met you
    But I'm glad to say now that's all behind me
    With you here by my side
    And there's no more memories to remind me
    Your love will keep me alive

    I've had enough bad love
    I need something I can be proud of
    I've had enough bad love
    No more bad love

    I've had enough bad love
    I need something I can be proud of
    I've had enough bad love
    No more bad love

    I've had enough bad love
    I need something I can be proud of
    I've had enough bad love
    No more bad love



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    19-10-2004
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. La Vergüenza
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    La Vergüenza
    Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
    Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez



    Tengo una mesa
    que me alimenta
    que a veces tiene
    hasta de fiesta
    Mas si tuviera
    sólo una araña
    burlona en mi despensa
    tendría la vergüenza
    ¿A qué más?

    Tengo zapatos
    tengo camisa
    tengo sombrero
    tengo hasta risa
    Mas si tuviera
    en mi ropero
    sólo las perchas vacías
    la vergüenza tendría
    ¿A qué más?

    Tengo billetes como de octava clase
    pero así viajo: contento de ir de viaje
    pues para un viaje me basta con mis piernas
    viajo si equipaje
    Más de una mano en lo oscuro me conforta
    y más de un paso siento marchar conmigo
    pero si no tuviera, no importa
    sé que hay muertos que alumbran los caminos

    Tengo luz fría
    y lavamanos
    cables, botones
    casi humanos
    Pero si fuera
    ay, mi paisaje
    sólo de ruinas intensas
    tendría la vergüenza
    ¿A qué más?



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Bad Liver And A Broken Heart
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    Bad Liver And A Broken Heart Composer(s): Tom Waits Performer(s): Tom Waits



    Well I got a bad liver and a broken heart yea I drunk me a river since you tore me apart and I don't have a drinking problem 'cept when I can't get a drink And I wish you'd a known her we were quite a pair she was sharp as a razor and soft as a prayer so welcome to the continuing saga she was my better half and I was just a dog and so here am I slumped I been chippied I been chumped on my stool so buy this fool, some spirits and libations it's these railroad station bars with all these conductors and the porters and I'm all out of quarters and this epitaph is the aftermath yea I choose my path hey come on Cath, he's a lawyer he ain't the one for ya and no the moon ain't romantic it's intimidating as hell and some guy's trying to sell me a watch And so I'll meet you at the bottom of a bottle of bargain Scotch I got me a bottle and a dream it's so maudlin it seems you can name your poison go on ahead and make some noise I ain't sentimental this ain't a purchase it's a rental and it's purgatory, hey what's your story, well I don't even care 'cause I got my own double-cross to bear and I'll see your Red Label and I'll raise you one more and you can pour me a cab I just can't drink no more 'cause it don't douse the flames that are started by dames It ain't like asbestos it don't do nothing but rest us assured and substantiate the rumors that you've heard



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    18-10-2004
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    La Verdadera Historia De Superman
    Composer(s): Alejandro Lerner
    Performer(s): Alejandro Lerner; Sandra Mihanovich



    Si es que muero por las noches
    Es que no tengo con quien hablar
    Si persigo solo a los malhechores
    Es que tengo miedo de llegarme a enamorar

    Soy así, oh nena quiero ser igual a los demás

    Si las balas no me dañan,
    Es que me mata la soledad
    Si es que nadie me acompaña
    Es que no regulo mi velocidad

    Buscare un analista
    que me haga olvidar a mi mama
    Y aunque mi cuerpo no resista
    Mi Edipo tendré que superar

    En el fondo soy muy tímido
    Y jamás pude hacer el amor
    Vamos a mi fortaleza nena
    Quiero debutar con vos

    Soy así, oh nena quiero ser igual a los demás



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Bad Life
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    Bad Life Composer(s): Martin Atkins - Keith Levene - John Lydon Performer(s): John Lydon; Public Image Ltd.



    Call me up after midnight Tell me I'm wrong, tell me I'm right What do you want, what do I get? Did you just need the argument? Well, bad life Cockroach city, lucky for some Richest island in the sun That's life Name of the game, it's competition Top of the pile, net demolition This is what you want This is what you get Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad life Bad life Now, this machine is on the move Now, looking out for number one The open road and getting gasoline Well, bad life Bad, bad, bad life (missing lyrics for this line) Well, that's life! (Well, that's life) Call me up after midnight Tell me I'm wrong, tell me I'm right What do you want, what do I get? Did you just need the argument? Well, bad life Bad life Bad Bad Bad Bad Bad Bad Bad Bad Bad Bad (Bad life) Bad life Now, looking out for number one The open road, getting gasoline (missing lyrics for this line) Well, that's life Bad life Now, looking out for number one The open road, getting gasoline (missing lyrics for this line) Well, that's life Bad, bad, bad life (missing lyrics for this line) Well, that's life Well, that's life (That's life) This is what you want This is what you get (repeat)



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    17-10-2004
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. La Vente Aux Enchères
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    La Vente Aux Enchères
    Composer(s): Maurice Vidalin - Gilbert Bécaud
    Performer(s): Gilbert Bécaud
    and multiple other artists



    Approchez, Messieurs Dames, s'il vous plaît!
    Approchez, approchez, serrez, serrez le rond!
    Messieurs Dames, s'il vous plaît
    Approchez, approchez à la vente aux enchères!
    Préparez la monnaie!
    Moi je suis là pour vendre et vous pour acheter...
    Des lots exceptionnels, des prix exceptionnels...
    Du rêve pour pas cher à ma vente aux enchères...

    Ah, moi qui ai des souvenirs
    à ne plus savoir qu'en faire
    Vous pouvez vous les acheter comme ça
    à ma vente aux enchères
    Chez vous, Pointu, Tiloué!
    Bonnes bonnes bonnes bonnes gens, approchez donc!
    Approchez, serrez le rond!
    Ça va commencer, oui
    Bonnes bonnes gens, approchez donc!
    Serrez le rond! Ça va commencer!

    Monsieur Pointu, s'il vous plaît
    Premier lot, premier lot
    Mais c'est là, le numéro un!
    La grande, la grande - oui- aventure!
    Oui, j'aime ça, un coup de pied au cul
    Mon père n'avait pas tort
    Je vole aux étalages et je couche dehors
    Je saute dans un camion qui file vers le nord
    Ce coup de pied au cul m'a rapporté de l'or
    S'il vous plaît, un coup de pied au cul
    Parfaitement!
    Mise à prix, mise à prix: cinq sous
    Cinq sous, allons messieurs, s'il vous plaît
    Cinq sous, cinq petits sous
    Cinq sous, c'est pas beaucoup!
    Cinq sous, allons allons, cinq sous
    Cinq sous, à qui dit mieux
    Cinq sous le monsieur
    Monsieur est généreux, merci!
    Six sous, allons allons, six sous, c'est peu
    Un coup de pied au cul
    Sept sous, la dame en bleu
    Une fois, deux fois, huit sous le soldat
    Bravo, caporal!
    Ce coup de pied au cul te fera général!
    Un p'tit effort
    Un p'tit effort
    Un coup de pied au cul en or
    Neuf sous, j'ai entendu
    Neuf sous l' barbu
    Dix sous l' soldat
    Un deux trois, vendu au soldat, Monsieur Pointu

    Ah, moi qui ai des souvenirs
    à ne plus savoir qu'en faire
    Vous pouvez vous acheter les comme ça
    à ma vente aux enchères
    Chez vous, Pointu, Tiloué!
    Bonnes bonnes bonnes bonnes gens, approchez donc!
    Approchez, serrez le rond!
    Ça va continuer, oui
    Bonnes bonnes gens, approchez donc!
    Serrez le rond! Ça va continuer!

    Monsieur Pointu, s'il vous plaît
    Deuxième lot, deuxième lot
    Un grand, un grand chagrin, oui, d'amour
    C'est triste, c'est triste
    Un grand chagrin d'amour
    Un grand, un vrai de vrai
    J'ai vendu la boutique et j'ai pris les billets
    Elle est partie sans moi
    Là, là j'ai failli crever
    Tenez, vous pouvez constater
    C'est pas cicatrisé
    La cicatrice, la cicatrice
    Mise à prix
    Mise à prix
    Dix sous
    Dix sous
    Bravo, Messieurs Dames, s'il vous plaît, allez!
    Dix sous, dix petits sous
    Dix sous, c'est pas beaucoup!
    Dix sous, allons allons, dix sous
    Dix sous à qui dit mieux
    Onze sous le monsieur
    Monsieur est amoureux
    Tant mieux!
    Onze sous, allons allons
    Onze sous, c'est court!
    Un grand chagrin d'amour
    C'est comme du velours
    Une fois, deux fois, treize sous monsieur l'abbé
    Voyons monsieur l'abbé
    Un beau chagrin d'amour
    Monsieur l'abbé est sourd
    Qui a levé la main?
    Le monsieur dans le coin?
    Vous avez dit combien?
    Putain!
    Quinze sous la dame en noir
    Quinze sous la dame en noir
    Vingt sous le vieillard
    Un deux trois... Vendu!
    C'est le vieillard, Monsieur Pointu

    Ah, moi qui ai des souvenirs
    à ne plus savoir qu'en faire
    Vous pouvez vous les acheter comme ça
    à ma vente aux enchères
    Chez vous, Pointu, Tiloué!
    Bonnes bonnes bonnes bonnes gens, approchez donc!
    Approchez, serrez le rond!
    Ça va continuer, oui
    Bonnes bonnes gens, approchez donc
    Serrez le rond! Ça va continuer!

    Monsieur Pointu me semble, s'il vous plaît
    Troisième lot, troisième lot, numéro trois
    La mort du héros
    C'est beau ça, c'est beau!
    Une superbe mort que j'avais gardée pour moi
    Sans curé, sans docteur
    Une mort de gala, une mort en pleine vie
    Tout debout et bien droit
    Un beau coup de fusil
    Pan! C'est pas beau ça
    Monsieur, la mort du héros
    La mort d'un héros avec fusil, avec fusil
    Mise à prix
    Mise à prix
    Un franc
    Un franc, allons messieurs, s'il vous plaît, allons!
    Un franc, un petit franc
    Un franc, c'est pas beaucoup!
    Un franc, allons allons, un franc
    Un franc la mort jolie
    Deux francs, monsieur a dit
    Monsieur n'a peur de rien
    C'est bien!
    Deux francs la mort jolie, jolie, jolie
    Un beau coup de fusil joli joli
    Une fois, deux fois!
    Une mort comme ça
    Si vous n'en voulez pas
    Ben, je la garderai pour moi!
    Une mort en pleine vie
    Tout debout et bien droit
    Un bon coup de fusil
    Pan! Salut!



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Bad Jokes
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    Bad Jokes Composer(s): Garrison Keillor Performer(s): Woody Harrelson; John C. Reilly; Guys All-Star Shoe Band



    The blind man's seeing eye dog Pissed on the blind man's shoe The blind man said, "Here Rover Here's a piece of beef for you" His wife said, "Don't reward him You can't just let that pass" The blind man said "I gotta find his mouth so I can kick him in the ass" Bad Jokes Lord I love them Bad jokes Can't get enough of 'em oo oo oo whee Bad jokes for me You got one Dusty I got one Lefty Let's hear it When God created woman He gave not two breasts but three When the middle one got in the way God performed surgery Woman stood before God With middle breast in hand Said "What do we do With the useless boob?" And got created man Bad Jokes Lord I love them Bad jokes Can't get enough of 'em oo oo oo whee Bad jokes for me Gramps turned 80 the other day He never did find his way He dressed up in a brand new suit Sitting in a big lawn chair When a beautiful young naked woman Stood up in front of the group She offered gramps some super sex And he said, "I'll take the soup!" Bad Jokes Lord I love them Bad jokes Can't get enough of 'em oo oo oo whee Bad jokes for me You ready for another one? Yea, lay it on me Olie went to the neighborhood dance And he won the big door prize Was a toilet brush And he took it home And the next week one of the guys Said, "Olie, how's that toilet brush The one you won from the neighbors?" Olie said, "Oh, it works pretty good but I prefer toilet paper" Bad Jokes Lord I love them Bad jokes Can't get enough of 'em oo oo oo whee Bad jokes for me Farmer had a champion bull Bred 200 times a year Farmer's wife said, "200 times Isn't that wonderful dear Maybe you otta watch 'em Maybe he'll show you how" Farmer said, "He's a heck of a bull But it wasn't all with same cow" Come on now Bad Jokes Lord I love them Bad jokes Can't get enough of 'em oo oo oo whee Bad jokes for me You gotta another one Dusty? Actually I do You hear about the viagra shipment that got stolen? No, who they think did that? Well they don't know But they are on the lookout for hardened criminals You got another one? I got another one Lefty Sven said to his friend "O, I think my wife died" His friend said, "What do you mean you think?" "Well, the sex is still the same But the dishes are stacking up" Hey Dusty Yea Lefty Did you know that diarrhea was hereditary? No, I didn't Yea, it runs in your jeans Heya, Lefty Yea, go aheadin' Why do they call it PMS? PMS, well I don't know why? Mad cow was already taken Hey, Dusty Yea, Lefty What do you get when you cross Holy water with castor oil? I don't know Lefty What do you get? A religious movement Heya, Hey, Lefty What did the elephant say to the naked man? What did he say? He said, "It's cute But can you really breath through that thing?" Come on Bad Jokes Lord I love them Bad jokes Can't get enough of 'em oo oo oo whee Bad jokes for me Bad Jokes Man I love them Bad jokes Can't get enough of 'em oo oo oo whee Baaaad, Whoo jokes for meee Hey!



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    16-10-2004
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    La Ventana Sin Cancel
    Composer(s): Lito Nebbia
    Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto; Lito Nebbia



    Cuidado, Julieta
    estás acumulando sombras en los vidrios
    de tu ventana sin cancel
    Sospecha, Julieta
    que si el amor visita a una muchacha
    lo hace cambiándose la piel
    Algo de eso femenino
    descubriendo el sol
    Escucha!!!!
    No mires, Julieta
    cuando el amor inventa laberintos
    alguien se tiene que perder
    Fina espada de mujer
    en las manos guardarás
    ignorando su poder
    todo es ilusión
    No sueñes, Julieta
    el infortunio sube por tu trenza
    y te despeinará, y te despeinará
    para enlutarte el corazón



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    Bad Is Bad Composer(s): Alex Call - Huey Lewis - Sean Hopper - John Ciambotti - John Mc Fee - Michael Schreiner First release by: Dave Edmunds - 1979 Covered by multiple other artists



    Went uptown to see my cousin
    Plays guitar, sounds like a chainsaw buzzin'
    In the crowd, I see his mom and dad
    I said "hey, hey uncle, man your son is bad"

    But sometimes, sometimes bad is bad
    Cool is a rule, but, sometimes, bad is bad

    Across the street, a neon sign
    All you can eat for a dollar ninety nine
    Aww, that old stew is the baddest in the land
    But one dollar's worth was all that I could stand

    But sometimes, sometimes bad is bad
    Cool is a rule, but, sometimes, bad is bad

    Back uptown to see marie
    Nobody home, I opened the door with my key
    "i love you, huey" was the note I read
    But there's a strange pair of shoes underneath the bed

    But sometimes, sometimes bad is bad
    Cool is a rule, but, sometimes, bad is bad



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